Hella - Cayucas

He’s no Dora back from Bora Bora

Jumps in head first row, the whitewashed to the shore

And you saw him cannonball, come crashing down the falls

You saw him somersaulting down to the ocean floor

Back to back got beat down by no shack

He went from swarms to sewers tagging their attack

Without a T-shirt on, phenom-phenomenon

An old white turtleneck leaving Saskatchewan

Through the drug-up empty field of dirt

On leafy branches peeking through

Down the cliffside, dig and drag your feet

Left to dry your soaking socks and shoes

He’s a Northern Californian, or so he says

Ended up in Carpinteria cause he went the wrong way

Exit Encinitas, in a washed-out seafoam green

T-shirt read, «Jesus Saves» and he was yelling out, «No Valleys»

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Boys in poster red shred, hockey equipment 'neath the bed

Swimsuit calendar on the wall, deflated basketball

Limbo says, «You don’t know no Jose Conseco»

Got dirty laundry on the floor, got piled up against the door

Through the drug-up empty field of dirt

On leafy branches peeking through

Down the cliffside, dig and drag your feet

Left to dry your soaking socks and shoes

He’s a Northern Californian, or so he says

Ended up in Carpenteria cause he went the wrong way

Exit Encinitas, in a washed-out seafoam green

T-shirt read, «Jesus Saves» and he was yelling out, «No Valleys»

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

He’s a Northern Californian, or so he says

Ended up in Carpenteria cause he went the wrong way

Exit Encinitas, in a washed-out seafoam green

T-shirt read, «Jesus Saves» and he was yelling out, «No Valleys»

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella

Hella, hella, hella