Down in Santa Rosa and over the bay Across the grapevine to LA 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 it nine times 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 To the bottom of the Tahoe Lake 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 goodnight To the last psychadelic band From Sacto, Northern Cal From Sacto, 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