stranded in the streets of san francisco
a rusty car pulled along side of me
i looked behind the wheel and i started to squeal
an idol's face was staring at me. don't preach to me
i'm up for draggin' through the art ghettos
the streets are filled with so much glass that i wanted to break
as my feet shook the ground
like the san francisco earthquake
please don't preach to me
stranded in the streets of san francisco
a rusty car pulled along side of me
i looked behind the wheel and i started to squeal
an idol's face was staring at me
the streets are filled with so much glass that i wanted to break
as my feet shook the ground
like the san francisco earthquake
please don't preach to me