text: Gettin born in the state of Mississippi
  Poppa was a copper and her momma was a hippie
  In Alabama she was swinging hammer
  Price you gotta pay when you break the panorama
  She never knew that there was anything more than poor
  What in the world, what does your company take me for?
  Black bandana, sweet Louisiana
  Robbin on a bank in the state of Indiana
  Shes a runner, rebel and a stunner
  On her merry way saying baby what you gonna
  Lookin down the barrel of a hot metal .45
  Just another way to survive
  California rest in peace
  Simultaneous release
  California show your teeth
  Shes my priestess, Im your priest
  California rest in peace
  Simultaneous release
  California show your teeth
  Shes my priestess, Im your priest
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Who knew the other side of you?
  Who knew what others died to prove?
  Too true to say goodbye to you
  Too true, too sad sad sad
  Who knew the other side of you?
  Who knew what others died to prove?
  Too true to say goodbye to you
  Too true, too sad sad sad