Shovels & Rope - San Andreas Fault Line Blues lyrics

Going to California, going to L.A The sunshine burns my eyes, but I stare at it anyway I can only hope to get the hang of it someday I got the San Andreas fault line blues Might've once been Eden 'til the angels made their rift And paradise was swallowed in the great tectonic shift But what would mankind know to do with such a gift He got the San Andreas fault line blues I cut up the coastline, I was trying to get free From the missions to the orchards, from the desert to the sea I could hear the voice of Tom Joad whispering to me He got the San Andreas fault line blues When the streets of Bakersfield have all but gone to rust And the cowgirls of Bandit Town will be kicking up the dust And the motorcycle preachers will pray for all of us They got the San Andreas fault line blues One hundred Philip Kaufmans with Sin City patches on their vests And a hundred grievous angels whom in Nudie suits were dressed Drove a hundred red Camaros into a fiery sunset They got the San Andreas fault line blues They got the San Andreas fault line blues