《Young For You》
Sunday's coming i wanna drive my car
to your apartment with present like a star
forecaster said the weather may be rainy hard
but i know the sun will shine for us
oh lazy seagull fly me from the dark
i dress my jeans and feed my monkey banana
then i think my age how old,skyline how far
or we need each other in california
*you show me your body before night comes down
i touch your face and promise to stay ever young
on this ivory beach we kissed so long
it seems that the passion's never gone
*you sing me your melody and i feel so please
i want you to want me to keep your dream
together we'll run wild by a summer symphony
this is what we enjoyed not a fantasy
the tin-man's surfing i wanna try my luck
to the top of tide rip like just have some drugs
i know you have no blame for my proud moonish heart
welcome to the golden beatnik park
oh diamond seashore drag me from the yard
incredible sunward i watch as you're in photograph
for camera your smile's so sweet,palm trees' so lush
would you believe my honey it's califonia
The Gala，Brit-Pop的悲伤中夹杂着Pop-Punk的柔软抗争。“悲伤”、“粗糙”和“怪异”，三个互不着边的特点相融却是“优美”，这足够让我原谅主唱不标准的发音和俗套的鼓点。
