What is this place? What has it become? The kids are fucking stupid They are so dumb My fingers keep shaking but I'm holding a gun Right beside my temple cause I wanna have fun And the feeling's growing old (Wanna talk about it?) No When the fear is all we know Where do we go? Welcome to new California It better dies You die inside new California It's so brand new, nothing's changed The stars around here, they can't be seen The I wanna write a novel but my fingers are numb We're all a bunch of losers but at least we have fun And the fear is all we know We've got nowhere left to go When the fear is all we know How do we grow? Bobby was a wreck And he was tracking on some breakfast He went out to get some meds and forgot his fucking gold necklace Now he's rocking by the beaches And he's laying under piers But he doesn't understand that everybody disappears Cause the beach is made of blood And you can see it in the sand And everybody thinks Los Angeles is golden and it's grand The truth is in the water You can taste it if you drank it Now the ship is setting sail But he's gonna fucking sink it Welcome to new California It better dies You die inside new California It's so brand new, nothing's changed What is this place? What has it become? What is this place? What has it become? What is this place? What has it become? What is this place? What has it be-