Folks from California
Can't live without their sun
They've actor politicians
To infiltrate their youngThey live out in the province
To find their kingdom come
The suffering of the father
The sins of the sonOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here I goFeel a little guilt for
The damage that's been done
It should be where you're going
Not where you're coming from
(Oh)
The bitter, the taste ye'
(Oh, oh)
When they don't deliver
(Oh, oh)
Will keep us together
(Here I go)(Oh)
The bitter, the taste ye'
(Oh, oh)
When they don't deliver
(Oh, oh)
Will keep us together
(Here I go)Lonely river, carry further
Take me somewhere I don't know
Like a platform for my ideals
Where my hurt will never show
(Oh)
The bitter, the taste ye'
(Oh, oh)
When they don't deliver
(Oh, oh)
Will keep us together
(Here I go)Oh, the bitter, the taste ye'
(Oh, oh)
When they don't deliver
(Oh, oh)
Here I go
