Greetings from Califournia

Hands up it's a stick up

Nobody's leaving this room for a minute

Everyones breathing these fumes

That are in it

Sick of the people who make the decisions

Put your hands up it's a stick up

Hopefully God is still down to forgive us

Nobody's breathing

Who let the evil in?

What's in the water?

Are you bothered?

What's the problem here?

I can feel it go down

I can feel it go down all the way

All the way

Give it to me slow now

Give it to me slow then watch the way

It comes and comes

Handcuffed and I thought of you

I made love and I thought of you

My Daddy died, I just thought of you

My Sister cried and my Mama too

I got a place and I thought of you

I tried to decorate and I thought of you

I'm seeing red but I'm singing blue

I never knew what black and white would bring you too

Anybody, somebody, please

I'm begging

I'm even on my knees

I've got a dozen insecurities

But I don't think you should be worried for me

No I don't think you should be worried for me