Ben Moves To California (The Broadways)

I woke up the other day walked out to blue suburban skies, Skies filled with dreams and butterflies And I wondered to myself how do I fit in this game? Just a nameless face or faceless name Then I remembered an old friend of mine how we'd watch tv all night Tell each other about our dreams, but I don't see him no more, no. Light a cigarette and watch this day go by, Burned another six minutes to the sky I need a fucking answer but I guess that's why we live this life A constant search for something right Now my mind is wondering how am I going to get fucked up today, Light a bowl and see it all fade away It happens everyday