Текст (слова) песни: Pink - Gone to California

Фотография Pink

 
Goin to California 
To live in the Summer Sun 
The streets are made of silver 
I`m like a rabbit on the runPhiladelphia Freedom 
Well its not like you have heard 
The city of Brotherly Love 
Is full of pain and hurtI`m going to California 
To find my pot of gold 
Corruption on every corner 
Hustlers selling sweets 
Baby is home cryin 
While her Mama is on the streets 
Everybodys dyinHave you heard the news today? 
A woman in North Philly is mourning 
The bullet took another son awayGoin to California, yes 
To ressurect my soul 
The sun is always shining 
Or at least thats what im toldGoin to California 
Theres a better life for me 
Goin to California 
I`ll write and tell you what i seeGoin to California 
Somebody say a prayer for me
 

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Don`t Let Me Get Me
Eventually
Family Portrait
Feel good time
Get The Party Started
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Just Like A Pill
Lonely Girl
Misery
Most Girls
My Vietnam
Nobody knows
Numb
Respect
Stupid girls
There you go
U + Ur hand
U + Ur Hand
Who knew