Presidents Of The United States Of America - f** California lyrics

I'm in the mountains They're so beautiful and crystal clear They scrape the clouds with their top (and f** California) And The air's so clear I drink it in it makes me drunk I fall down and fall asleep (and f** San Fransico) I dream of some little evil land With twisted cragily experiences Down below the Oregon Border (and f** San Bernardino) I'm there in my dreams I'm there in my nightmares And I got to sing about it all day long (and f** weed) You've been naked in the sunshine You've been buried in the sand You've been living on the fault line In a chemical plant I've been pounding up and down I-5 Highway wander such a blast If only I could erase the lips Wish it wouldn't it so fast This city is so beautiful The clouds come out in the fall And I love to see them back (and f** California!) Even on a cloudy day The sun pokes through at the end To make a little sunset experience even though you're depressed (and f** Santa Cruz) Ohh I'm in Central Oregon now Driving my little blue tin can And I hear green onions sing (and f** Guadelupe) Green onions on the little stereo And I feel like I'm going the right way Northway North, North, North, North! (Yeah keep goin' north boys!) (all right!) (Yahoo!) Sonic cookie on the outside Pure frosting all alone You've been f**ing Winona Ryder And she got crabs on your bone