Pink Songtext: Gone To California

Goin‘ to California,
to live in the summer sun
The streets are made of silver
I’m like a rabbit on the run.

Philadelphia freedom
well, it’s not like you have heard
The city of brotherly love
is full of pain and hurt

Going to California
to find my pot of gold

Corruption on every corner
hustlers selling sweets
Baby is home crying
while her momma’s on the street.

Everybody’s dying
have you heard the news today?
A woman in north philly is mourning
the bullet took another son away

I’m going to California
I’m going far, far away

Going to California, yes
to resurrect my soul
The sun is always shining, shining
or at least that’s what I’m told

Goin‘ to California
there’s a better life for me, yeah

Goin‘ to California
I’ll write and tell you what I see

Goin‘ to California
somebody say a prayer for me

Aus dem 2002er Pink Album M!Ssundaztood

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