East of the 405

Lyrics
[Intro] (Hey, fuck Strawberry Fuzz!) This band sucks [?] Where are we? Hey, get the chips [Verse 1] I'll pick you up, I'll drive you home I'll pick you up, I'll take you around, town baby We're getting drunk, we're getting drunk Till the sun comes up in the back of Miller's van Saturday, I'll meet you down on the beach On Brooks Street, kids are scraping their knees It's not enough, I'll never leave Those high waist bikinis calling my name [Chorus] And I hate all those kids (East of the 405) And they all think they're in bands (East of the 405) And they think that they'rе so sick And I'll never go East of the 405 [Verse 2] You think you'rе punk, you think you're down with the scene You're just a punk, hanging on Abbot Kinney You think you're tough you start a fight I'll send you back to the east of the 405 [Chorus] And I hate all those kids (East of the 405) And they all think they're in bands (East of the 405) And they think that they're so sick And I'll never go East of the 405 [Bridge] (Strawberry Fuzz is canceled) [Verse 3] Hop in the van, I'll call the man on the way We'll head to Dap's, we'll tell them when they can cruise Just bring a rack Because he's going to kick us out if we run out of booze [Chorus] And I hate all those kids (East of the 405) And they all think they're in bands (East of the 405) And they think that they're so sick And I'll never go East of the 405
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