Marry me, girl, be the fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation
A teenage bride with a baby inside 
Getting high on information
And buy me a star on the boulevard 
It’s Californication

Space may be the final frontier 
But it’s made in a Hollywood basement
Cobain can you hear the spheres
Singing songs off station to station
And Alderaan’s not far away
It’s Californication