Letras
I've been living on the West Coast
Some call it the best coast
Some call it the left coast
No matter where the wind blows
I say play your best notes
I call it home
I'm from the town with the rodeos
Them packed down dirt roads
Jacked up Silverados
The Llano Estacado
Land of the buffalo
Where they once roamed
I don't know where the truth lies
Must be in them blue skies
Out there where the view's wide
Underneath the tall pines
Redwood Coastline
Land that we stole
Tell me how'd we get where we're at
Did we never look back
Find out where we lost track
Count it up and add it back
We were never good at math
God save us all
And we sit on the sidelines
Yellin' that we all stand for the right side
Every woman and man
Raise your flag high, cheer for your team
But when it's all said and done
And the winners celebrate cause they won
Say they'll make it all great for everyone
Tell me what does that mean?
We manifested our destiny
Fought hard and now we're free
Don't mind the casualties
There's nothing really here to see
It's just a Wounded Knee
So walk it off
What happened to the wrong and right
It used to play in black and white
Did it just hit the light
Now they're calling it AI
No one can believe their eyes
So turn it off
Boots marching down on the streets
Like it's an emergency
Some will call it overreach
Guess we'll just wait and see
Maybe that's complacency
So sing along
And we sit on the sidelines
Yellin' that we all stand for the right side
Every woman and man
Raise your flag high, cheer for your team
But when it's all said and done
And the winners celebrate cause they won
Say they'll make it all great for everyone
Tell me what does that mean?
I've been living on the West Coast