Alabama 3 - California Got You Stoned lyrics
[Alabama 3 - California Got You Stoned lyrics]
Here comes the one and only senators son
On a scholarship from BYU
Here comes the one who when the meltdown comes
Daddy's fossil fuels be paying the bills
There's a miner in Kentucky tells his wife he's gonna get lucky
Gonna be boom time back in the hills
And a rain come down on Appalachian town
He's back on moonshine, meth and the pills
You let the green green grass fool you
You let California get you stoned
And that forest fire that you started last night
Is burning way out of control
He don't know why he love her like he do
The anchor woman reading the news
She flies the flag so he don't give a damn
If it's fake news on the autocue
The president's son gets the Emirate's cut
Leaves the desert with million or two
While Khasoggi gets chopped up
The deals being struck
It's always hush hush on the 6 o'clock news
You let the green green grass fool you
You let California get you stoned
And that forest fire that you started last night
Is burning way out of control
Way out of control
On every golf course from Dubai to key Largo
They greenwash the sins of their fathers
On every millionaires yacht in the harbour
They drink to poor Ghislaine Maxwell the martyr
You let the green green grass fool you
You let California get you stoned
And that forest fire that you started last night
Is burning way out of control
On a scholarship from BYU
Here comes the one who when the meltdown comes
Daddy's fossil fuels be paying the bills
There's a miner in Kentucky tells his wife he's gonna get lucky
Gonna be boom time back in the hills
And a rain come down on Appalachian town
He's back on moonshine, meth and the pills
You let the green green grass fool you
You let California get you stoned
And that forest fire that you started last night
Is burning way out of control
He don't know why he love her like he do
The anchor woman reading the news
She flies the flag so he don't give a damn
If it's fake news on the autocue
The president's son gets the Emirate's cut
Leaves the desert with million or two
While Khasoggi gets chopped up
The deals being struck
It's always hush hush on the 6 o'clock news
You let the green green grass fool you
You let California get you stoned
And that forest fire that you started last night
Is burning way out of control
Way out of control
On every golf course from Dubai to key Largo
They greenwash the sins of their fathers
On every millionaires yacht in the harbour
They drink to poor Ghislaine Maxwell the martyr
You let the green green grass fool you
You let California get you stoned
And that forest fire that you started last night
Is burning way out of control