San Francisco

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