Lyrics:

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 those of you
Who are European residents
Save up all your bread
And fly Translove Airways
To San Francisco, USA
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 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
Jeans of blue, Harley Davidsons too
On a warm San Franciscan night
Old angel, young 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

Cop's face is filled with hate
Heavens above, he's on
A street called love
When will they ever learn
Old cop, young cop feel all right
On a warm San Franciscan night

The children are cool
They don't raise fools
It's an American dream
Includes Indians too