Riprendendo un brano dei Grateful Dead, e adattando il testo a come la California è cambiata in una ventina di anni, è uscita una cosa così. Per la playlist “Vasco Rossi era un chierichetto”:
Se vi piace, vedete anche come diventa dal vivo: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gjsBHZhIFOw
As I was walking down rubadub square
Not a chill to the weather but a nip to the air
From another direction she was caught in my eye
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try
..might as well try
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
And I knew without asking she was into the blues
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls
Well I ain’t never been right as I ain’t never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
‘Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
[rap] It was the summer of love and I thank the stars above
Because the women took the lovin’ over me
And just to gain her trust, I bought a microbus
Because I sold off my personal property
A tight tie-dyed dress, she was a psychedelic mess
We toured to the north, south, east and west
We sold some mushroom tea,
We sold some ecstasy,
We sold nitrus, opium, acid, heroin and PCP
Now I hear the police coming after me
Yes, now I hear the police coming after me
The one scarlet with the flowers in her hair,
She’s got the police coming after me
Well there ain’t nothing wrong with the way she moves
All scarlet begonias and a touch of the blues
And there ain’t nothin wrong with the love that’s in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way just to let her pass by.
let her pass by.
Oh just to let her pass by.
