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San Francisco B.C.
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San Francisco B.C. was released on June 17, 2008 by Drag City Records as a part of the album Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Craig Berman
David Craig Berman
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Old San Francisco, San Francisco, B.C.
I lived with my true love and she lived with me
Romance is the douche of the bourgeoisie
Was the very first thing she imparted to me
We had sarcastic hair, we used lewd pseudonyms
We got a lot of stares on the street back then
[Verse 2]
Since her dad, a local barber, had been beaten to death
She had become a vocal martyr in the vegan press
The cops had failed, they couldn't catch a bus
They were lookin' for a male with a bad haircut
Enter tumbleweed, exit love
And our affair d'amour was set on self-destruct
[Verse 3]
She said, "You don't make enough to provide for me"
I said, "What about the stuff that we quote believe?"
She said, "I left that on the sands of history
I've found a new man who'd take care of me
He dresses for success and emergency
And he moves a lot of concrete on the QVC"
[Verse 4]
Middle-aged and deadly like a cobra in the shade
Sat in the midst of the smoke that he made
His name was mister games and he owned the place
It was a lowly bar and grill in the Lower Haight
He had a jeweler's hands and a blurry face
He knew I needed a chance, so he gave me a break
[Verse 5]
If I hire you now, can you start today?
I hot a high-rise job down by the bay
Just a couple of rocks and some firearms
There's not many locks and just one alarm
My step-son Gene will pick you up and drive
Try to be his friend, he's got a friendly side
[Verse 6]
Doll house lightning and the next thing I knew
We were back at our point of rendezvous
I was in the possession of burglary tools
Children's fur coats and diamonds and jewels
Gene's talkin' 'bout insignificant shit
Just like the crooks in the movies when they do that bit
[Verse 7]
He said the power of metal will never be harnessed
I thought the wages of metal should be heavily garnished
We were waitin' for his dad to meet us there
Gene took off his hat and I noticed his hair
It was neatly trimmed, but a patch was bare
I knew it wasn't new wave, it was human error
[Verse 8]
'Fore I knew what I said, I said, "Killer cut"
I watched him silently puttin' out a cigarette butt
Then he came at me with some fist cuisine
I had to duck aside, and that was bad for Gene
'Cause when he went by me, he tripped and fell
Through the glass coffee table at the Wong Hotel
[Verse 9]
Right there and then, mister games walked in
With my ex-true love on his gamy limb
So her dad's killer's dad was her new beau
And games had a wife, what do you know
She got real, real quiet till we chucked the kid
Then she went her way and I went his
[Verse 10]
Old San Francisco, San Francisco, B.C.
Written by: David Craig Berman
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