Gone To California — текст песни (Pink)

I`m goin` to California
To live in the summer sun
The streets are made of silver
I`m like a rabbit on the run
Philidelphia freedom
Well its not like you have heard, no, no, no
This city of brotherly love
Is full of pain and hurt

I`m goin` to California
To find my pot of gold
Corruption on every corner
Hustlers sellin` sweets
Baby is home cryin`
While her mom is on the streets
Everybody`s dyin`
Have you heard the news today?
A woman in north Phili is mournin`
A bullet took another son away

I`m goin to California
I`m goin far, far, far away

Goin` to California, yes
To resurect my soul
The sun is always shinin`, shinin`
Or atleast that`s what I`m told
I`m goin` to California
There`s a better life for me, yes
Goin` to California
I`ll write and tell you what I see
I`m goin` to California
Somebody say a prayer for me