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  Thursday, Oct 4, 2007 5:46PM / Standard Entry / Imported from MySpace / Members only
  

  San Francisco
  Has got many kinds
  I love to watch the people
  So many strains!
  What ever they are- they let you know
  There alright- with every one.
  If there was a place where aliens would live amongst us-
  It's San Francisco
  I think they really do
  
  What ever you are
  In San Francisco
  You Mingle right in.
  
  I can see the Golden Gate from my room
  Every time I come here, I feel at home
  I accept myself, and everyone around me
  I walk allot, but I like it
  
  I see my buddy Butch
  Every time I come out
  He waits in front
  He never cut his dreads.
  He speaks some heavy words
  And passes it around
  He lives somewhere around here
  I've never been to his house
  
  Me and Kevin-
  We never sold out
  Still express ourselves
  We never conformed
  Or got a job with a mother fucken' corporation
  If it ain't" happened yet- it ain't never gonna happen!
  We never got complacent
  or let the world fall apart around us
  We still laugh out loud
  And raise some hell
  
  San Fransisco
  Do what you want!
  
  Some people think they are patriots
  They back everything America does
  What about the bastards
  Who killed Kennedy?
  Where are they now?
  Where did they go?
  They're still around us
  They're the ones who
  Sold us all out
  To big businesses
  Who ruined it for your kids
  They don't care about you poor folks
  They only care about money
  And you making it for them
  
  They get away with murder
  And you let them
  
  San Francisco!
  Man does what he wants