On a warm San Franciscan night This 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

Hold the line, love isn't always on time, oh oh oh It's not in the way you look or the things that you say that you'll do It's not in the way you say you're mine, ooh It's not in the way that you came back to me It's not in the way that your love set me

sun lights up the sky hummingbirds fly everything must change and mysteries do unfold for that's the way of time no one, and nothing goes unchanged there are not many things in life one can be sure of except rain comes from the clouds rain comes from the

You can't see California without Marlon Brando's eyes Look me in my brand new eye It's all in your head It's all in my head I feel safe Insane am I the only motherfucker with a brain? I'm hearing voices but all they do is complain How many times have you

'Cause baby when I'm finished with ya You won't wanna go outside Ooh baby, when I'm done with you, why You ain't saying nothing Yeah, you ain't saying nothing La la la la Baby go outside

Put that away and talk to me As lonely as you feel right now I'm not livin' here, I'm not livin' here anymore I'm not the only one with a fantasy Where is my beautiful life? Could you tell me about the early days? I won't know pain anymore I won't know

There's only one thing that'll do I'd fly away on this pair of wings with you Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true with me So don't act like it's a bad thing to fall in love with me, me It's not a bad thing to fall in love with me,

This time I ain't gonna lose Well, enough is enough There's a pain in my mind And baby, we both know why Think it over and over It adds up to one big lie You may not know it, baby But you've been leavin' lots of blues I hear what you're sayin'

But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, Come all without, come all within, You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn. Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats, Some are building monuments, Others, jotting down notes, Ev'rybody's in despair, Ev'ry

Soothing repeat I look down at my feet It's a hypnotist's arm And it works like a charm But I won't be deprived Real worlds, surreal life There is time Go to sleep You'll be fine