Lyrics: Wish I was back there in New England Playing in dirt behind the bar Our shouting voices intermingling with “Little Little Willy” from the car
On the raft down in the harbor Trying to push each other in Waving hi to all the fisher boys Going to deep-sea with their kin
Better go see Elijah 'cause he’s my only friend Yeah, there’s only us two It’s just us in the end Better go see Elijah Got nothing to say But I know that’s okay Go see him now, Go see him now What’s that you say?
On the bus down to Redondo We’ve got enough for single fare Skating back down to the condos Breathing in that dirty air Well you were right to never go back If I had only done the same
Too many years I kept on trying to win that California game Wish I was back there in New England Playing in dirt behind the bar I hear our voices intermingling with “Little Little Willy” from the car
On the cliffs above the Blue Coast Was that the last time we were free? And where has everybody gone to? Or was it only you and me? Better go see Elijah I got something to say
