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San Franciscan Nights lyrics

Performer Eric Burdon & the Animals

San Franciscan Nights song lyrics by Eric Burdon & the Animals official

San Franciscan Nights is a song in English

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 Trans-Love airways to San Francisco 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 creates dreams
Walls move, minds do too
On a warm San Franciscan night
Old child, young child, feel alright
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 alright
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 alright
On a warm San Franciscan night

The children are cool
They don't raise fools
It's an american dream
Includes Indians too
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: BARRIE ERNEST JENKINS, DANNY MCCULLOCH, ERIC VICTOR BURDON, JOHNNY WEIDER, VIC BRIGGS
Copyright: CARLIN AMERICA INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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