Golden Gate and I'm ready to jump San Francisco, you're playland at the dump
Cable cars gone to rust Skinny faggots smoking dust Many boys on Castro Street Lumberjacks are fun to meet Late at night they like the Stud Buffet suppers, foodstamp crud
10 to 12, at the disco 12 to 2, fetch the Crisco Some of them are masters Some of them are slaves Some wanna do it in freshly opened graves
All the drugs I bought did not get me high Til I met a guy at the Mabuhay He was very kind, he gave me some green pills We saw the Avengers and part of the Dils
Ran into a guy with lipstick and a beard When he took me home it was everything I feared He lived in a house, it was runs by ferns We sprayed their leaves and we polished their urns The ferns were anarchists quoting Chairman Mao Now I want to leave but I don't know how