an ode to the city

If you live in San Francisco than this song is for you
The city full of artists and bags called Timbuktu
Streets walked by the beautiful
Streets walked by the fit
Streets walked by the successful, money hungry lit
-erature intellectuals, who drink lattes by the gallon
They’ll wait in line an hour just to pay a thousand
For one of those espresso shots poured into a cup
The Barista’s behind the counter who are snorting all it up
And the children by their sides born into all this stuff
Those lucky fucking kids, with their Jack Purcell pumps, alligator logo across their chests, north face hats, 17” Macbook pro, specially made hybrid Lexus with the organic steering wheeeeellllll…..

But San Francisco has my heart, it has it by the balls
Surrounded by water its beauty has no walls
Sure it takes 4 hours to get to the ski slopes
But its ok because our jet is faster than the Popes
Public transportation is great in this town as many know
I am not one of them, but my nanny says its so
This place is full of transplants, straighties and homo’s too
People bored from where they came, looking for a new
A place to spend their savings in just one month’s rent
A place to get inspired try to make their dent
Write the gripping novel, make the best new film, join an all girl band and forget a thing called lent
Because this city is about indulgence, eating sushi til you die, smoking hash with your employees, and pretending that you’re bi
This city is only for the good looking, the talented with deep souls
We are active here, never any lulls
Off for a walk, dog on the leash ipod on my side
After that hop on my bike for a nice long ride
Working from home today, that's the only way
As everybody knows because this city has it's way