There Oughta Be A Law Against Sunny Southern California

Chorus: Well I抦 goin back Goin home again Yeah I'm goin back To my own again Yeah I'm goin back Ahhh to my home town The one that put me out The one that put me down Well I wired up a car in East Fontana I was a抙eaded for San Berdu Ahhh my midnight oil It was on the boil An boy I was a barrel抧 through Then I took a turn But I hit the curb An spun off the center lane An when I heard the crash Well I stomped on the gas An I was barrel抧 on again I leave a few people dead But I got open road ahead Yeah I leave a few people dead But I got open road ahead An I remember the cop With his slicked-back hair When he told me To get out a抙ere An I remember the judge With his gold plated mouth He said "go live in the north You gonna die down South' You gonna die down south Chorus I went flyin through South San Berdu With my mind on East L.A. Where my pachuco queen She's cookin re-fried beans An she抯 waitin for me today Yeah stopped on off at the liquor store Made every body lay down on the floor Took all their whiskey Took their bread Then Shot out their lights Just before I fled Yeah I leave a few people dead But I got open road ahead Yeah I leave a few people dead, But I got open road ahead An I remember the bitch Whose black tongue lied When she told me She's dissatisfied An I remember her daddy Big as a truck He said "f**k with me boy if you want to f**k Yeah, f**k with me boy if you want to f**k Chorus Yeah there oughta be a law Against sunny Southern California Yeah there oughta be a law Against putting the devil Behind the wheel... Cause as long as you people are gonna Sanction such an evil Well I'm gonna turn your asphalt Back Into brimstone Yeah You God damned bet I will