Winter’s been real long this year I know, cause I’ve been there Summer never seemed to come along and when it did, it felt all wrong You’ve been sitting on the sidewalks wondering what went wrong with your life You’ve been walking to your bedside table and in the top drawer was a knife
Time to take your sweetheart by the hand and lead him to the Promised Land The only place in North America not destroyed by the government San Francisco! You’re going San Francisco! We’re going Don’t you know you’ll never ever want to turn back
I have news for you my friend: I’m sticking by you until the end Doctor’s ordering you the same prescription, see, that worked wonders for me I sat by myself in bars, I was driven home in state-owned cars I was filled with so much hate until I saw the Golden Gate Until my sweetheart took me by the hand and led me to the Promised Land The only place in North America not yet destroyed by the government
San Francisco! You’re going San Francisco! We’re going Don’t you know you’ll never ever want to turn back
And it’s time to pack your bags and call in sick and bring the toothbrush Withdraw from that savings account what’s savings for, time doesn’t wait and Hold the door, I’m coming, all that jazz like an escape from AlcatrazTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
