Rancid - Brad Logan
California sun has sunk
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
I was high on junk
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
Rancid - Brad Logan
California sun has sunk
Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night
I was high on junk
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
California sun has sunk Behind the Anaheim Hills, here comes the night I was high on junk And the warm winds of Santa...