I'm goin' to California   To live in the summer sun, yea   The streets are made of silver   I'm like a rabbit on the run   Philidelphia freedom   Well it's not like you have heard   No, no, no   This city of brotherly love   Is full of pain and hurt   Yea, ooo      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, why?      I'm goin' to California   I'm goin' far, far, far away      Yea, daa   Hmm, hmm, hmm   Yea yea ee yea, yea   Do, do, do, do   Do, do, do, do      Goin' to California, yes   To resurrect my soul   The sun is always shinin', shinin'   Or atleast that's what I'm told   I'm goin' to California   (Somebody)   There's a better life for me, yes   Goin' to California   (Goin' to California)   I'll write and tell you what I see   I'm goin' to California, ha aaa   Somebody say a prayer for me   (I'm goin' to California)   Goin' fast as I can