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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 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 Davidsons 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

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there's no place left to go, San Francisco.

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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

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