I’m goin’ to CaliforniaTo live in the summer sunThe streets are made of silverI’m like a rabbit on the runPhilidelphia freedomWell its not like you have heard, no, no, noThis city of brotherly loveIs full of pain and hurtI’m goin’ to...
Doo doo doo doo doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo dooWe go where we like, we got over timeWe get paid to rattle our chainsWe go in the back, paint our money blackSpend it on the enemySleepin’ in the church, ridin’ in the dirtPut a banner over my graveMake a body...
I’m goin’ to CaliforniaTo live in the summer sunThe streets are made of silverI’m like a rabbit on the runPhilidelphia freedomWell its not like you have heard, no, no, noThis city of brotherly loveIs full of pain and hurtI’m goin’ to...
Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uhMomma please stop cryin, I can’t stand the soundYour pain is painful and its tearin’ me downI hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bedI told dad you didn’t mean those nasty things yousaidYou fight about money, bout me...
I’ve been the girl with her skirt pulled highBeen the outcast never running with mascara eyesNow I see the world as a candy storeWith a cigarette smile, saying things you can’t ignoreLike mommy I love youDaddy I hate youBrother I need youLover, hey,...
