There's No Lover's in California Only Groupies

The voices in the sky they damn near moved me 

almost like a lovely groupie.

There’s no lovers in California 

No lovers in California

There’s no lovers in California 

Tap the vein, let it rest 

your only pretty when your a mess

Angles, Chakras, Valentine;

bleed it out from yours to mine.

Some of us aren’t spun in fiction

Some of us live like  vicious
Don’t lie to me, god damn groupie 

There’s no lovers in California 

There’s no lovers in California

There’s no lovers.