• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Santa Monica - Everclear
• Santa Monica - Theory Of A Deadman
• Santa Monica - Savage Garden
• Santa Monica - Bedouin Soundclash
• Santa Monica - Jay Malinowski
• Santa Monica - Front Bottoms
• Santa Monica - Speechwriters Llc
• Santa Monica - Emm Gryner

I am still living with your ghost
Lonely and dreaming of the west coast
I don't want to be your downtime
I don't want to be your stupid game
With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a new place
I don't want to be the bad guy
I don't want do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to see some palm trees
I will try and shake away this disease
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
I am still dreaming of you face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away
I don't want to be your good time
I don't want to be your fall back crutch anymore
I'll walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and rising in my own weird way
I don't want to be the bad guy
I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to feel some sunshine
I just want to find some place to be alone
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
Yeah watch the world die
Yeah watch the world die
Yeah watch the world die

She fills my bed with gasoline
You think I wouldn't notice
Her mind's made up
Her love is gone
I think someone's trying to show us a sign
That even if we thought it would last
The moment would pass
My bones will break and my heart would give
Oh, it hurts to live
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica
And I remember the day you told me it's over
It hurts to breathe
Well every time that you're not next to me
Her mind's made up
The girl is gone
And now I'm forced to see
I think I'm on my way
Oh, it hurts to live today
Oh and she says "Don't you wish you were dead like me?"
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica
And I remember the day you told me it's over
I wanted more than this
I needed more than this
I could use of more than this
But it just won't stop
It just won't go away
I needed more than this
I wanted more than this
I asked for more than this
But it just won't stop
It just won't go away
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left it all behind
And I remember the day you told me it's over
And I remember the day when you left for Santa Monica
You left me to remain with all your excuses for everything
And I remember the time when you left for Santa Monica

In Santa Monica, in the winter time,
The lazy streets so undemanding
I walk into the crowd
In Santa, Monica, you get your coffee from
The coolest places on the promenade
Where the people dress just so
Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere you turn
It's there
I sit and wonder what am
I doing here?
But on the telephone line
I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I can be a super model or
Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
Or would you?
In santa Monica, all the people got modern names
Like Jake or Mandy
And modern bodies too
In Santa Monica, on the boulevard,
You'll have to dodge those in-line skaters
or they'll knock you down
I never felt so lonely,
Never felt so out of place
I never wanted something more than this
But on the telephone line I am anyone
I am anything I want to be
I can be a supermodel or
Norman Mailer
And you wouldn't know the difference
On the telephone line, I am any height
I am any age I want to be
I can be a caped crusader, or a space invader
And you wouldn't know the difference

Bedouin Soundclash-Santa Monica
Well I remember
You use to say that you want
A revolution
Someday and you wish up up oh
I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
I was this bad boy who never listened
No one else thought anybody could believe in
And you go down
After all the years
Well I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands
We surrounding your promised land
The British Army
waiting for command
Santa Monica you got no chance
And the day was a third world
After all these all go to air bags
And you wish up up oh
I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands
We surrounding your promised land
The British Army
Waiting for command
Santa Monica you got no chance
And the day ends
With sounds of horizons going vacant
And you wish it back right
I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands
We surrounding your promised land
The British Army
Waiting for command
Santa Monica you got no chance
And the day was (Repeat 3X)
And the day ends when you're tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands
We surrounding your promised land
The British Army
Waiting for command
Santa Monica you got no chance

Well, I remember you used to say that you want
A revolution, someday.
It's funny how you forget...
‘Cause I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
And I was this bad boy who never listened,
Well, no one hurts more than the man who won't believe
And you go down, after all this,
Well I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica, put up your hands!
We've surrounded your promised land
The British army, waiting for command,
Santa Monica, you've got no chance
And the day was, a blood red.
After all these men go to their beds
And you wish it back, well...
I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
(Chorus)
And the day ends, with sound,
All horizons go out, with the ground,
And you wish it back well,
I remembered you'd be tied down and screaming...

Sometimes I cry when I get sad
I guess it's true what they say
Emotional baby boy, emotional man (x2)
Emotional man (x2)
I am emotional
I wish we were forever lying on the Santa Monica beach
Drinking Tecate 24 ounces underneath the stars
being the superior couple, loving who I am cause what we are
I wanna confess it in a whisper that's just loud enough to make out
I want you to listen from the kitchen to me confessing on the couch
I wanna be stronger than your dad was for your mom (x2)
Where I'm standing there is a cool, cool breeze
Heavenly bodies make the devil a little uncomfortable
I guess there are some things I was just born to be
Emotional baby boy, emotional man (x2)
Emotional man (x2)
I am emotional
It's such a big city
I feel so stupid thinking I might see you if I wander around
If I do the things we used to do together and we were on the same level
You'd be doing them as well
There's something about drowning I can't shake, or someone dying anyway
I wanna confess it in a whisper that's just loud enough to make out
I want you to listen from the kitchen to me confessing on the couch
I wanna be stronger than your dad was for your mom (x2)
From where I'm standing, there is a cool, cool breeze (x2)
Emotional baby boy, emotional man (x2)

What happens sitting here for a long time
Bout an hour south from the great vine
Waiting for my ladder to come
I came here for a piece of the action
Waited to the point of distraction
Slowly getting sick from the sun
But I remember waiting in line for
Trying to get in through the side door
The cities we can never reform
But now it's just a matter of recall
Slowly getting used to the free fall
And all read the path to record
I started walking the streets again
Trying to get a taste of the oxygen
I'm feeling like I'm getting so out of touch
And I don't even get outta town that much
Now we stop and go on the fortify
I wonder if there's anyone left alive
A solitary holiday afternoons
I wish that I could call it but it's too soon
So tell me if you wanna go
It's a long way home
To the Santa Monica that you know
And I'm already late to be mine
Gotta secret skin
Shout a with the state that I'm in
I don't even try to get down
Simple cowards keep through the endless town
But now we're destined
I remember everybody who got there first
We were watching at the bars of the restaurants
Slowly taken over from debutants
Santa Monica's just a boulevard
Just something you can put on your credit card
I don't have the heart to come back to you
Worry about the future well it's too soon
Tell me if you wanna go
It's a long way home
To the Santa Monica that you know
And I'm already late to be mine
Gotta secret skin
Shout a boulder with the state that I'm in
I don't even try to get down
Simple cowards keep through the endless town
Endless town
And you wouldn't believe
All the things that you need
Carry your head up off the ground
This town
It's a long way home
To the Santa Monica that you know
And I'm already late to be mine
Gotta secret skin
Shout a boulder with the state that I'm in
I don't even try to get down

What are you doing out in Santa Monica?
You said you were tired of the sun
You miss the winter here, snow fell beside my tears
And I still dream of you
You dodged the cops through Santa Monica
Our imaginary kids have gone to bed
I missed my chance with you, thinking I could still dance with you
'Cause I still love you
But you've got a girl in your bed and a gun to your head
You're in love in the USA
You've got a girl in your bed and a gun to your head
You're in love (X2)
You rise and set her sun in California
But you're different when she's standing in the room
How quickly we forget the soulmates we've not yet met
And the ones we used to know
'Cause you've got a girl in your bed and a gun to your head
You're in love in the USA
You've got a girl in your bed and a gun to your head
You're in love (X4)
Oh say can you see I'm losing you