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On the 4th of July Sparks flew high At the top of the Empire State You made me shake Immature That's for sure Stay that way Let's head out for the Golden Gate Before it's too late Nothing can destroy me My lungs feel pneumonia When your eyes gaze upon me Like the sun in California Spin your wheel Ferris wheel Fake L.A. Old Ryman sent us on our way We don't pay to play Rising fast Rocket blast Fare thee well Black Mountain far behind the trail In a golden dust Nothing can destroy me My lungs feel pneumonia When your eyes gaze upon me Like the sun in California Like the sun in California Nothing can destroy me My lungs feel pneumonia Nothing can destroy me My heart beats like Bonham When your eyes gaze upon me Like the sun in California |