All Of California And Everyone Who Lives There Stinks

Good Luck, Bad Luck

It's invisible tides of highways.

Don't you think, Charlie?

It's random shit like waves.

Yeah, Fuck you Charlie.

Across this country filled

with islands of disaappointment,

we seek family, we find augeries that say

Stop your crying, keep on driving

Things will be better in California.

You like to play it safe,

but you want what you paid for,

I can't stand California.

The next day changing tires

we attract the usual flies and homeless

and it's 'cigarettes and change man?'

Consequences that await you

bad faith you're pushing West

you can't outrun or let run over you.

I won't stoop to prayer

cause the physics were already there

when Charlie wished us luck saying

Stop your crying, keep on driving

Things will be better in California.

I'm sure we had our reasons

but I can't recall them

I can't stand California.

Foundations can never be relain

and anyway its too late for weak hearts who won't decide

Don't stop when you hit the ocean

Panicked ants on the coast of slow motion.

I smell a dream dying, die dream die.

The rotted rind of this rotted country

rots in the West and its beyond me

Why anyone would look there for anything unless

You don't care what you're finding

is blank and confining

There are no answers in California

You're dumb enough to move there

You belong there

I can't stand California

Stop your crying, keep on driving

Stop looking to California.

Oh, your reasons are cheap and see-through and

I can't stand California.

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