Southern California in the ’80s

Lyrics

I don't need to hear your life story I just want to talk about Southern California in the Eighties In the years before you and I were born Silk-Screened onto t-shirts and sold I'm thinking we're the ones that got old You'll take your time And safely arrive to forty-eight of the fifty U.S. states Sharing space, in someone else's backseat for now Sharing spaces for now You see we've payed a deposit And I've waited all day For an unfamiliar face to have something good to say But I don't need to hear your life story I just want to talk about Southern California in the Eighties So what would it take for you to walk away And throw aluminum cans into a clear plastic bag? It's hot outside You could save our lives