The World/Inferno Friendship Society - All Of California And Everyone Who Lives There Stinks lyrics

Good Luck, Bad Luck It's all invisible tides of highways. Don't ya think, Charlie? It's all random sh** like waves. I don't believe in luck, do you? Yeah, f** you Charlie. Across this country filled with islands of disappointment, we seek family, we find augeries they 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, you 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. Yeah, foundations can never be relain and anyway its always too late for weak hearts who won't, decide So, 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 Than you belong there I can't stand California Stop your crying, keep on driving Stop looking to California. All your reasons are cheap and see-through and I can't stand California