Not So Independent Lyrics & Chords By The Mother Hips

We sat in darkness while bombs burst in the air.
Cheers of amazement could not get us to care.
The PCH parties spilled onto the sand.
Pretty young patrons were waving their hands.
Energy is leaving me all weekend.
Monday came and I feel lame and weakened;
Not so independent today.
The Army of Darkness had control of the Cove.
A few Gothic Dolphins, in unison, dove.
The Canyon Of Flowers winds down to the sea;
A gulf of destruction between you and me.
Energy is leaving me all weekend.
Monday's come, and I feel dumb and weakened;
Not so independent.