This following program is dedicated to the city and people of
San Franciscan, 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
resident
Tombs Of The Loved lyrics

Watching the towers crumble
Pillars of strength ripped away
Corpses litter the ground
That was once held holy
Only
s save up all your brand and fly trans love airways to
San Franciscan 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 Franc
Who's Booty lyrics

[Erick Sermon]
Yo, at a hip-hop club was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body dripped with sweat
I kicke
iscan night
old child young child feel alright
on a warm San Franciscan night
angels sing leather wings
jeans of blue Harley Davisons too
on a warm San Franciscan night
old angels young angels feel alright
on a warm San Franciscan night.

I wasn't born there perhaps I'll die there
there's no 
Simple Things lyrics


Yeah, uhh
They say money can't buy you love
They say money can't buy you love
They never seem to listen
I'm all ears
place left to go, San Franciscan.

Cop's face is filled with hate
heavens above he's on a street called love
when will they even 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.