We got the hills of Beverly
To the last psychedelic band
I'm not your neighbor, you Bakersfield trash
Swing your nose just like you just don't care
Take it neighbor, 'cause you're my neighbor
Up to the top of the Shasta gulch
You film hack, I don't use your fade
From Sac to northern Cal
This is the slow sick sucking part of me
We got desert, we got trees
Let's burn the hills of Beverly
Walk with your credit card in the air
This is the slow sick sucking part of me
You've done me favors, 'cause I'm your neighbor
Man made deltas and concrete rivers
And to the bottom of the Tahoe lakes
And when I suck in kisses, it's ours
And I need favors, you're my neighbor
From Sac to northern Cal
The south takes what the north delivers
Trocadero, say good night
Lost in the foothills of my pride
