highways were built to fold
keeping us tied to the great unknown
lose your legs and stow away with me
it's elementary
find the stars, the fires, and the sea
there's so much left to believe
keeping us tied to the great unknown
sellers on the streets passing dimes
in and out cause we don't care
riding high on the PCH
PCP in our blood and the wind in our hair
fix the 5 and move to Pismo Beach
where there's a plan, there's money
ride the 1 like the Pebbles upon the breeze
you've got to end somewhere
lead me to the sea cause I'm feeling less than zero
the rules of attraction I'll follow where you go
your pawning me out tonight, you're pawning me out tonight
take me home
I'll follow where you go