Take me back to California. To those crystal neon signs. The traveling sensation. I'm blinded by the light. There are eyes on every corner. Blow your brains in random smiles. There are coats of many colors. Flying high up in the sky. Won't you come round my way. For some conversation, please. Won't you come round my way. It's a conversation piece. Look at all these shattered faces. They all look so out of place. They've got nothing left to live for. They'll be dead before they wait. I'd love to know just what you're thinking. Tell me what I ought to do. I will never leave you lonely. You're the one I'm runnin' to. Get me out of California. Take out there to the blue. We could make it out together. To the places calling you. Won't you come round my way. For some conversation, please. Won't you come round my way. It's a conversation piece. Oh won't you come round my way. For some conversation, please. Oh won't you come round my way. For some conversation, please. Oh, won't you come round my way. It's a conversation piece
