California Shake

Melon-rising California sun
Drifting in a day not yet begun
Six o’clock and peaceful and serene
Floating in a Technicolor scene
Something nearly peaceful in the sound
Rising from the San Andreas ground
Overground, it starts to feel strange
Underground, it starts to rearrange
You’d better get up And run for a doorway
No time for thinking
Your life is at stake
Everyone’s doing the California Shake
California Shake
Non believing, everybody waits
Shifting on the continental plates
Thunder far below the ocean floor
Damned impartial sub-terrestrial war
Wond’ring if you’re going to survive
God, it feels like eight point four or five
Fifteen seconds holding your breath
Living through a microscopic death
You’d better hold on The worst isn’t over
No time for thinking
Your life is at stake
Everyone’s doing the California Shake
California Shake