California Dreamin': The Musical

With apologies to John and Michelle Phillips, an update to the classic pop song might be in order. Dwight Yoakam's "Late Great Golden State" might be closer to the point, but it's not as well known.

And before anyone asks, yes the dime bag reference is intentional. Who could pass up a chance to tie a song from the Depression era to marijuana and California? I don't know but I couldn't.

Enjoy, or not.

Obviously to the melody of "California Dreamin'", here are the suggested new lyrics.



We elected Jerry Brown,
We thought he might do;
But when it comes to jobs,
He doesn’t have a clue.

Jerry’s never held a job
But he can tax and spend;
California Dreamin’,
Up to the very end.

We can smoke a joint,
It’s no longer a crime.
It’ll be soon be taxed, (Brother,)
Can you spare a dime?

Yes it’s true we’re broke,
But it’s your problem, too;
California Dreamin’
Just take our IOU.

Meg tried to save the state,
We were too dumb to care;
As companies leave town,
Jobs are even more rare.

How we hated Meg,
Cause little Nicky cried;
But times are now so tough;
Rats are choosing suicide.

But we’re too big to fail,
The feds will see us through;
California Dreamin’
Just take our IOU.

They downgraded our bonds,
Whatever that means;
We don’t mind the cost,
If we can keep it green.

‘Cause you’ll pay our share;
Your tax dollars will do.
California Dreamin’
I guess you’re dreaming too.

We elected Jerry Brown
I guess we thought he’d do;
But when it comes to jobs,
He doesn’t have a clue.

Jerry’s never held a job
But he can tax and spend;
California Dreamin’,
Up to the very end.

California Dreamin’
Up to the very end.

California Dreamin’
Up to the very end.

California Dreamin’
Up to the very end.

(Rumbling sound of a crash, increasing in volume)