Folks from California Can't live without their sun They've actor politicians To infiltrate their young They live out in the province To find their kingdom come The suffering of the father The sins of the son Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here I go Feel 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