Pink - Gone To California Lyrics
Goin' to california,to live in the summer sunthe streets are made of silverI'm like a rabbit on the runPhiladelphia freedomwell, it's not like you have heardthe city of brotherly love is full of pain and hurtgoin' to californiato find my pot of goldcorruption on every cornerhusterls selling sweetsbaby is home cryingwhile her momma's on the streeteverybody's dyinghave you heard the news today?a woman in north philly is mouringthe bullet took another son awayi'm goin' to californiaI'm going far, far awayI'm going to california; yesto resurrect my soulthe sun is always shiningor at least that's what I'm toldgoing to californiathere's a better life for megoin' to californiaI'll write and tell you what i seegoin' to californiasomebody say a prayer for me