This following program is dedicated to the city and people of
San Francisco who may 13580,-49)not know it but they are beautiful and so
Is their city this is a very personal song so if the viewer
Cannot understand it particularly those of you who are European
Residents save up all your bread and fly trans love airways to
San Francisco U S A then maybe you'll understand the song it
Will be worth it if not for the sake of this song but for the
Sake of your own peace of mind
Strobe lights beam create dreams
Walls move minds to do
On a warm San Franciscan night
Old child young child feel alright
On a warm San Franciscan night
Angels sing leather wings
Jeans of blue Harley Davisons too
On a warm San Franciscan night
Old angels young angels feel alright
On a warm San Franciscan night
I wasn't born there perhaps I'll die there
There's no place left to go San Francisco
Cop's face is filled with hate
Heavens above he's on a street called love
When will they ever learn
Old cop young cop feel alright
On a warm San Franciscan night
The children are cool
They don't raise fools
It's an american dream
Includes indians too
