California Bleeding

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 because in L.A. 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 digger. 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 because we welcome all. Golden State brings home the gold!