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  • This following program is dedicated to the city and people of
    San Francisco
    Who may 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 brand 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 creates dreams
    Walls move minds do too
    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
  • This following program is dedicated to the city and people of
    San Francisco
    Who may 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 brand 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 creates dreams
    Walls move minds do too
    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