Unfair
Title | Unfair |
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Artist | Pavement |
Album | Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain |
Release Date | 1994-02-14 |
Description | A rare thing in songs about California: one that glorifies the north instead of the south. The thing that Stephen Malkmus finds “unfair” is the undue attention given to SoCal over NorCal. |
Lyrics | [Verse 1] Down in Santa Rosa and over the bay Across the grapevine to LA We've got desert, we've got trees We've got the hills of Beverly Let's burn the hills of Beverly! [Chorus 1] Walk with your credit card in the air Swingin' nunchakus like you just don't care This is the slow, sick, sucking part of me This is the slow, sick, sucking part of me And when I suck your kisses, it's ours [Verse 2] Up to the top of the Shasta Gulch To the bottom of the Tahoe Lake Man-made deltas and concrete rivers The south takes what the north delivers You film hack, I don't use your fade [Chorus 2] Lost in the foothills on my bike Drinking Euro, say goodnight To the last psychedelic band From Sacto, Northern Cal From Sacto, Northern Cal [Outro] Take it neighbor, cause you're my neighbor And I need favors, you're my neighbor You've done me favors cause I'm your neighbor I'm not your neighbor, you Bakersfield trashYou might also like |