looks like america`s dropped her load
she was ready to explode
i could not see her from up here
cuz she was lyin` in the road

my head`s in the ground
i can`t make a sound
my head`s in the ground

looks like america`s dropped her load
she tried to cal me on the telephone
"everything is fine, now the baby`s here!"
she`ll have to handle this one on her own

my head`s in the ground
i can`t make a sound
the priests were all stoned

california was in my mind
and love was a game that we played

my head`s in the ground
i can`t make a sound
the priests were all stoned
the fact that you moaned

my head`s in the ground