Woke last night in the middle of a combat zone
Helicopters hovering over my home
My baby boy is sleeping in the other room

And ooh my soul
Born into the bull%#@! baby, you and me
But it don't have to be our legacy

There must be someplace better we can raise a family
Oh ooh my soul
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Baby I'm gone
Baby I'm gone
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Baby I'm gone gone
Baby I'm gone
And the man is dropping hooks into the crowd

He aims to sell you heaven in a can
And the ghost who named Los Angeles is laughing out loud
What came from desert will soon return to sand

Baby I'm gone
Baby I'm gone
A world gets weary and times get tough

The rich get richer and the rest get fffffffffffff
You know I ain't no hippie but I'm sure I've had enough
Oh ooh ooh my soul

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Baby I'm gone gone
Baby I'm gone

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Baby I'm gone gone gone
Baby I'm gone gone gone

Baby I'm gone daddy gone
I'm a gone gone gone
Oh gone daddy gone I'm gone