San Franciscan Nights

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 bread and fly translove airways to san francisco

Usa

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 light's beam creates dreams

Walls move

Minds do too

On a warm san franciscan night

Old child

Young child feel all right

On a warm san franciscan night

Angels sing

Leather wings

Jeans of blue

Harley davidsons too

On a warm san franciscan night

Old angel

Young angel feel all right

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 all right

On a warm san franciscan night

The children are cool

They don't raise fools

It's an american dream

Includes indians too