We had an apartment in the city Me and Loretta liked living there Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown A life of their own left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha And Joe is somewhere on the road We lost Davy in the Korean war And I still

Everybody's gonna move their feet Everybody's gonna leave their seat I feel uptight on a Saturday night Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light I hear my song and it pulls me through Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do

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

We had an apartment in the city, Me and Loretta liked living there. It's been years since the kids had grown, A life of their own left us alone. John and Linda live in Omaha, And Joe is somewhere on the road. We lost Davy in the Korean war, Still don't

Everybody's gonna move their feet Everybody's gonna leave their seat I feel uptight on a Saturday night Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light I hear my song and it pulls me through Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do

Whoo, black diamond Picture's only begun Got you under their thumb Out on the streets for a living Your day is sorrow and madness Out on the street for a living Darkness will fall on the city It seems to follow you too

Save our souls for the heavens For a life so good it sure feels bad Save our souls for the promised land Black angels laughing in the city streets Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth The moonlight spotlights all the city crime Got no