Unfair

Down in Santa Rosa over the bay Across the grapevine to L.A. We got desert, we got trees We 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 s*cking part of me This is the slow sick s*cking part of me And when I s*ck in kisses, it's ours Up to the top of the Shasta gulch And to the bottom of the Tahoe lakes Man made 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, 'cause 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 Trash! Trash!