Oh, I think I'm going to California Visions of skin covered in roses I'm so happy I got blond Watch the sun till it's black Well, take your friends made of paper Hold them over a match I'm letting the good times roll I'm down in the rabbit hole I've got a Mexican radio Me and my rubber soul It's just my 19th nervous breakdown Some girls in rehabilitation Well, its just like a movie Oh, as a matter of fact I'm gonna get me an army Dress all your men up in black I'm letting the good times roll I'm down in the rabbit hole I've got a Mexican radio Me and my rubber soul I'm letting the good times roll I'm down in the rabbit hole I've got a Mexican radio Me and my rubber soul I'm letting the good times roll I'm down in the rabbit hole I've got a Mexican radio Me and my rubber soul ...