Unfair

Down in Santa Rosa over the Bay

Across the grapevine to LA

We've got deserts, we've got trees

We've got the hills of Beverly

Let's burn the hills of Beverly

Walk with your credit card in the air

Swingin' 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 suck your kisses, it's ours

Up to the top of the Shasta Gulch

And to the bottom of the Tahoe Lake

Manmade deltas and concrete rivers

The south takes what the north delivers

You film hack, I don't use your fade

Lost in the foothills on my bike

Drinking Euro, 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've done me favors 'cause I'm your neighbor

I'm not your neighbor, you Bakersfield trash