I eluded a tsunaminSaved a stick of your salaminCurse the day that I went making up your ring tonenAnd I maybe didn't make itnFlooding shook up my foundationnZoom lens reflected in the inundationnnThe rain I thought was coming from abovenWas coming from the sidenWays I went to find you in the rubblenThe clock I found on top was floating--nAnd it wasn't sound--nI didn't hear another sound inside the dog poundnnSee me fleeing from the bloodnCaused by earthquake off the California coastnAnd as a symbol I remembered from my old lifennA corn dog shaped like Californian(Nibbled on the pier by the bay)nA corn dog shaped like Californian(Chomped on by the beach's blue spray)nnI do confide the tide was bona fidenBut lacked the curl that when I surfed down in the baynWon me the girlnEven now I'm thinking even though I should be sinkingnThat I'm drinking in the curl from the girlnnEven when I fall in love my mind is wanderingnSomewhere above the lake that has now become an oceannSee him dressing to impressnBecause the tragedy caused by the earthquakenIsn't just enough to make him wondernnAnd even when I'm clean here and I feel I have to warn yanI want the corn dog shaped like CaliforniannFor some it's a mementonMaybe just a lone pementonThat you taste when you're on your way homenNot a single cunning thief or the shallow coral reefnCan wash away the thought that kept you climbingnFor the corn dog that's shaped like California