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