Post #407554 by Jungle Trader on Fri, Sep 12, 2008 4:28 PM

Come on Boris, you're supposed to be funny.

"The 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 create 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 Davidson's too
on a warm San Franciscan night
old tikis young tikis 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
heaven's 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"