Unfair

Down to Santa Rosa and over the bay

Across the grapevine to L.A.

We got deserts, we got trees

We got the hills of Beverly

Let's burn the hills of Beverly

Walk with your credit card in the air

Swinging nunchakus like you just don't care

This is the slow, sick sucking part of me

This is the slow, sick sucking part of me

And when I'm suck in kisses, It's ours

Up, to the top of the Shasta gulch

to the bottom of the Tahoe lake

Man made deltas and concrete rivers

the south takes what the north delivers

Your film hack I don't need your fade

Lost, in the foothills on my bike

Trocadero say goodnight

To the last psychedelic band

From Sacto, Northern Cal

From Sacto, Northern Cal

Take it, neighbor

You're my neighbor

And I need favors

You're my neighbor

You done me favors

Cuz I'm your neighbor

I'm not your neighbor, you Bakersfield trash

Traaaaaash! Traaaaaaaash!