"Pack Your Drugs" lyrics

California, bye to ya
Rolling down the hills and we're leaving
Red carpet, we're on set
Rolling down the lines and believe in

Pack your fucking bags with all the lies and broken promises
Run little girl, there's an open season
Pack your fucking bags with all the drugs and fading memories
You gotta know where you're coming from

Fuck you California, we're not leaving
Everybody knows that is how it goes
Fuck you California, I'm still dreaming
Everybody knows that is how it goes

Ready, steady, let it roll
Ready, steady, let it roll

Street blood art, bodies in a cart
Roaming up and down the streets in Santa Monica
Exit cue, sun goes down
Now you're walking all alone on ocean avenue

Pack your fucking bags with all the lies and broken promises
Run little girl, there's an open season
Gotta know where you're coming from

Fuck you California, we're not leaving
Everybody knows that is how it goes
Fuck you California, I'm still dreaming
Everybody knows that is how it goes

Ready, steady, let it roll
Ready, steady, let it roll

Fuck you California, we're not leaving
Everybody knows that is how it goes
Fuck you California, I'm still dreaming
Everybody knows that is how it goes

Ready, steady, let it roll
Ready, steady, let it roll

Pack your fucking bags with all the lies and broken promises
Run little girl, there's an open season
Pack your fucking bags with all the drugs and fading memories
You gotta know where you're coming from