California Bleeding

Machine Head

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    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
    Cause in la you ain't got no friends
    Fremont meth-head getting me wired
    Start a riot, light a fire

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    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 diggers
    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
    Cause we welcome all
    Golden state brings home the gold

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    Composición: Robb Flynn y Phil Demmel

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