Legend

Got on board a westbound seven forty-seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
Ooh, that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true...

Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

I'm out of work, I'm out of my head
Out of self respect, I'm out of bread
I'm underloved, I'm underfed, I want to go home
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers but didn't know which one to take
Please don't tell 'em how you found me
Don't tell 'em how you found me
Gimme a break, give me a break

Seems it never rains in southern California
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours

My father is a doctor, he's a familiar man
My mother works for charity whenever she can
They're both good clean Americans who abide by the law
They both stick up for liberty, they both support the law
My happiness was paid for when they laid their money down
For Summers in a Summer camp, and Winters in the town
My future in the system was talked about and planned
But I gave it up for music and the free electric band

I went to school in hand-washed shirts with neatly oiled hair
The school was big and newly built and filled with light and air
And the teacher taught his values that we had to learn to keep
And he clipped the ear of many idle kid who went to sleep
My father organized for me a college in the East
But I went to California, the sun-shine and the beach
My parents and my lecturers could never understand
Why I gave it up for music and the free electric band

Well, they used to sit and speculate upon their son's career
A lawyer or a doctor or a civil engineer
Just give me bread and water, put a guitar in my hand
'Cause all I need is music and the free electric band

My father sent me money and I spent it very fast
On a girl I met in Berkeley in a social science class
Yes, and we learned about her body, but her mind we didn't know
Until the brutal attitudes and morals began to show
She wanted to get married, even though she never said
But I knew her well enough by now to see inside her head
She'd settle for suburbia and a little patch of land
So I gave her up for music and the free electric band