California sun has sunk
Behind the Anaheim Hills, [bad word] the night
I was high on junk
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right
(And the warm winter's ending and I feel alright)

Will every crimmin' hood make a bargain with the world
Seats are successive when you're shot to the curb
I spend my day in blindness, at night I get my vision
Dodgy, cause there are no one indecision
Cause it's wild, When it's Wild wild wild wild

California sun has sunk
Behind the Anaheim Hills, [bad word] the night
I was high on junk
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right

I get [bad word] outside obedience
I am no longer respected in this new transition
I put into effect, my long time standard
Disastrous living, disastrous living!

Cause it's wild, When it's Wild wild wild wild

California sun has sunk
Behind the Anaheim Hills, [bad word] the night
I was high on junk
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right

Cause it's wild, When it's Wild wild wild wild

California sun has sunk
Behind the Anaheim Hills, [bad word] 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, [bad word] the night
I was high on junk
And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel all right

All right!