Winter’s been real long this year   I know, cause I’ve been there   Summer never seemed to come along   and when it did, it felt all wrong   You’ve been sitting on the sidewalks wondering what went wrong with your life   You’ve been walking to your bedside table and in the top drawer was a knife      Time to take your sweetheart by the hand and lead him to the Promised Land   The only place in North America not destroyed by the government   San Francisco! You’re going   San Francisco! We’re going   Don’t you know you’ll never ever want to turn back      I have news for you my friend:   I’m sticking by you until the end   Doctor’s ordering you the same prescription, see, that worked wonders for me   I sat by myself in bars, I was driven home in state-owned cars   I was filled with so much hate until I saw the Golden Gate   Until my sweetheart took me by the hand and led me to the Promised Land   The only place in North America not yet destroyed by the government      San Francisco! You’re going   San Francisco! We’re going   Don’t you know you’ll never ever want to turn back      And it’s time to pack your bags and call in sick and bring the toothbrush   Withdraw from that savings account what’s savings for, time doesn’t wait and   Hold the door, I’m coming, all that jazz   like an escape from Alcatraz