San Franciscan Nights - Harpo

作词：Barry Jenkins/Daniel McCulloch/Eric Burdon/John Weider/Victor Briggs

Strobe lights 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

Jens of blue Harley Davidsons too

On a warm San Franciscan nights

Young angel old 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

A cop's face is filled with hate

Heavens above he's on a street called love

When will they ever learn

Young cop old cop feel all right

On a warm San Franciscan night

I wasn't born there

Perhaps I'll die there

'Cause there's no place left to go

San Francisco

Young child old child feel all right

On a warm San Franciscan night

Young angel old angel feel all right

On a warm San Franciscan night