California
Bye to ya
Rolling down the hills
And we’re leaving
Red carpet
We’re on set
Rolling down the lines
And believe in
Pack your f#cking bags
With all the lies and broken promises
Run little girl
There’s an open season
Pack your f#cking bags
With all your drugs fading memories
You gotta know where you’re coming from
f#ck you California we’re not leaving
Everybody knows
That is how it goes
f#ck you California I’m still dreaming
Everybody knows
That is how it goes
Ready steady let it roll
Street blood art
Bodies in a cart
Roaming up and down the streets in Santa Monica
Exit cue
Sun goes down
Now you’re walking all alone on ocean avenue
Pack your f#cking bags
With all the lies and broken promises
Run little girl
There’s an open season
Gotta know where you’re coming from
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