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
I´m goin´ to California
To find a pot of gold

Corruption on every corner
Hustlers selling sweets
Baby is home crying
While her momma´s on the streets
Everybody´s dying
Have you heard the news today?
A woman in north Philly is mourning
The bullet took another son away
I´m goin´ to California
I´m goin´ far, far away

Goin´ to California, yes
To resurrect my soul
The sun is always shining
Or at least that´s what I´m told
Goin´ to California
There´s a better life for me
Goin´ to California
Somebody say a prayer for me