Original lyrics

EN

Mama, pin your hair up, cut the grass down You-ou been, all day, I'll be dust brown, dry and faded Drink the water, you will quickly bloom And the followers will full your room, with gold Swept up yet again by California However, you're a giver, show me everything you can see There's a miracle in those stranded tides Led by feathers, leather boots, and sound Ah, ah, o-o-ao Ah, ah, o-o-ao Mama, pin your hair up, cut the grass down You-ou be the window, I'll be the deep sound Ah, ah, o-o-ao Ah, ah, o-o-ao Ah, ah, o-o-ao