Vanilla

I take my time
 To walk a straight and narrow line
 My mind's a haze
 And I am stuck in just one place
 No, I can barely move
 No, I can't get away
 Well, my vanilla shoes
 They won't let me escape
 Woah oh, Woah oh oh oh oh oh,
 Well, out in California,
 They sell color TV,
 No, but they don't warn ya,
 They're what you really see
 Well, it's far from normal
 'Cause normal, it's just black and white
 It's something that they hide away
 But California, I'm okay.
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 So I told my mind
 To be a little less colorblind
 'Cause my brain's been bleached
 By a digital society
 No, I can barely think
 It's so subliminal
 But I thought my brain was pink
 How unoriginal
 Woah Oh, Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
 Well out in California
 They sell color TV
 No, but they don't warn ya
 They're what you really see
 Well, it's far from normal
 'Cause normal, it's just black and white,
 It's something that they hide away
 But California, I'm okay
 Well, la-da-da-da, da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da,
 La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da,