Died In California - Fatso Jetson

She lived in California

He was born a wild man

He laid the bullshit on you

He played his only hand

He told his only story

The one about the girl

The girl in California

The way she left the world

She was a hopeless whore

She was the empty kind

The way she came to town

The town that blew her mind

She fell right through the floor

She fell with confidence

Nobody loved her more

Her time was surely spare

She died in California

Through a fire to the head

She laid there staring at the ceiling

Can’t stop the bleeding with her grin

Didn’t mean to squeeze the trigger

Didn’t want to watch her die

Died in California

What a beautiful place to die

She was a hopeless whore

She was the empty kind

The way she came to town

The town that blew her mind

She fell right through the floor

She fell with confidence

Nobody loved her more

Her time was sure to spend