Smoky room and a thin blue light
Her arms were pale as white
Trying to outlast the night
Howling at the moon
Living in the Canyon Inn
Hangdown hanna and whiskey jim
Dirty jeans and mudslide hymns
It all began with soon
So, adios to California
Nothing to do but turn around
Always thought there's
someone coming for you
Only way you'd leave this town
Pasadena in the rain, eating
donuts and reading Twain
How much longer can my brain
set itself on fire
You said that's it for me
Have a little faith,
it might set you free
But your faith's no good, you see
For me and my desire
So, adios to California
Nothing to do but turn around
Always thought there's someone
coming for you
Only way you'd leave this town
Two cigarettes from a package gone
You must have thought about
it just that long
I never knew you were so strong
I guess I never will
So, adios to California
Nothing to do but turn around
Always knew there's someone
coming for you
Only way you'd leave this town
Only way you'd leave this town