Songtext von Unfair

down in Santa Rosa over the bay across the grapevine to L.A. we've got desert, 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!! swing your nose just 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 in kisses, it's ours... up to the top of the shasta gulch and to the bottom of the tahoe lakes 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 of my pride Trocadero, say good night to the LAST PSYCHEDELIC BAND FROM sac' to, northern cal. FROM sac' to northern cal. take it; neighbor; cuz you're my neighbor; and i need favors; you're my neighbor; you've done me favors; cuz i'm your neighbor; i'm not your neighbor, you bakersfield trash. traaaaaash! traaaaaash!!!