They tell me the fault line runs right through here
So that may be, that may be, what’s gonna happen, gonna happen to me
That’s the the way it appears
They tell me the fault line runs right through here
Atlantis will rise, sunset Boulevard will fall
Where the beach use to be won’t be nothin’ at all
That’s the way it appears
“It wasn’t San Andrea’s fault, and it wasn’t mine.
The whole darn thing just started to slide.”
Richard Brautigan
...or so I thought. A little googling revealed it was by someone named Charles Foster, and it went like this:
it
wasn’t
san
andreas
fault
it
wasn’t
mine
things
just
started
sliding.