San Franciscan Nights:The Animals.
#7 in UK and #9 in USA in 1967.
INTRO:
#1.
Strobe light's 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.
#2.
Angels sing, leather wings, jeans of blue, Harley-Davidsons, too,
on a warm San Franciscan night.
Old angels, young angels, feel all right, on a warm San Franciscan night.
CHORUS:
I wasn't born there, perhaps I'll die there,
there's no place left to go..San Francisco.
(x2)
#3.
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.
CHORUS:
The children are cool, they don't raise fools,
it's an American dream, includes Indians, too.
OUTRO:
(x2) C.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.