I'm going to California To live in the summer sun The streets are made of silver Like a rabbit on the run Philadelphia freedom Well, it's not like you have heard No, no, no This city of brotherly love Is full of pain and hurt Philadelphia freedom I'm going to California To find my pot of gold Corruption on every corner Hustlers selling sweets Baby is home crying While her mama's on the streets Everybody's dying Have you heard the news today? A woman in North Philly is mourning A bullet took another son away Why? I'm going to California I'm going far, far, far away Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Do, do, do, do, do, do, do I'm going to California Yes, to resurrect my soul The sun is always shining, shining Or at least that's what I'm told Ooh, ooh, ooh I'm going to California There's a better life for me Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm going to California I'll write and tell you what I see I'm going to California Somebody say a prayer for me I'm going to California Won't find us never again Won't find us never again