BRAD LOGAN Rancid California sun has sunk Behind Ananheim hills here comes the night I was high on junk And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel alright Well I'm screaming hook make a bargain with the world Shit I'm possessed when you're shot to the curb I spend my days in blindness, at night i get my vision Consequence: there's no one in decision Cause it's wild... Well it's wild Wild wild wild California sun has sunk Behind Ananheim hills here comes the night I was high on junk And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel alright I'm getting struggled, I got a pain I'm no long respected in this ??????? I'm ?? too fast, my long time standing Disastrous living, disastrous living But it's wild... Cause it's wild Wild wild wild California sun has sunk Behind Ananheim hills here comes the night I was high on junk And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel alright Cause it's wild Cause it's wild Wild wild wild California sun has sunk Behind Ananheim hills here comes the night I was high on junk And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel alright (with chief) California sun has sunk Behind Ananheim hills here comes the night I was high on junk And the warm winds of Santa Anna feel alright Feel alright!