I'm not the billionaire class From San Lorenzo with the trailer trash I can't afford a fucking thing in sight Something about this state is just so right San Francisco, give me your money Drug-crazed, road-rage, don't ya act funny I wanna smoke till I'm Oakland high And drop some acid in the Barstow night Sacramento, marching downtown Mendocino, beer me down
Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Take a shot of vodka, blow out my liver California's bleeding me
Don't give a fuck if I'm banned The fucking rodents down at Disneyland Highway 5 down to 99 I'm getting head near the Fresno sign Berryessa, stumbling and stammered East Bay Tramps out drinking and hammered And Hollywood's giving me the bends 'Cause in LA you ain't got no friends Fremont meth-head getting me wired Start a riot, light a fire
Cut me open leave me splayed (stitch me back together) California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Watch your back, here come the gold diggers California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight
We're going west Like rats we come to infest We never rest Feed on the fucking stress
Cut me open leave me splayed... stitch me back together California's bleeding me (blame it on the weather) Sail me down the river Temper like a trigger Take some shots and blow out my liver California's bleeding me, and I don't care tonight
And you won't go home 'Cause we welcome all Golden State brings home the gold
Compositores: Robert Conrad Flynn (Robb Flynn), Philip John Demmel (Phil Demmel) ECAD: Obra #17979269