Gangsters pimps and whores
Anywhere I go they are there
Love San Francisco
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Rich is vanity
Trusted, but not rewarded any
Enron screwed us all
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Blue steel is so cold
Took much of what I can bear
Forever in peace
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Lay low down in trench
RPGs may take my head
But not my freedom
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Two giants fell that day
One morning of September
Will never forget