(don’t ya go to) Goleta – Camper Van Beethoven – letras

Baby, don’t ya go, don’t ya go to GoletaI’ve been there and I’ve seen them drinkin’ nowThinkin’ all the time that they’re going to schoolWell, maybe some day they might learn somethingBut being fascist rich kids just ain’t coolBaby don’t ya go, don’t ya go into WestwoodI’ve been there and I’ve seen the styles they wearTheir haircuts down to their clean white shoesDon’t you know baby, that it’s all a facade,ya knowIntelligence is not something you should avoidBaby don’t ya go, don’t ya go to La JollaI’ve been there and I’ve seen their attitudeThey don’t like folks who are not like themMaybe someday they’ll take a vacation, like some flight over to Europeto take a nice cruise in the Mediterranean, but it’s very likely thaton the way over they’d be hijacked by some terrorist group seeking mediaapproval, they’d be in a really bad situation, in danger of their lives,but they’d be thinking « They can’t do this to me, I’m an American Citizen »