Shake the windows, shake your gifts A drive-by shooter and a birthday wish I've lost count, how old are you now? Potrero is dressed in yellow bows They say "Do Not Cross" and do not walk alone We do not walk alone
Young San Francisco, we'll darn your faultlines for you Young San Francsico, we'll mend your cracked pavement too You'll never grow old, young San Francisco
Sing, sirens, sing along We'll wait here 'til the cops are gone Darling, there's nothing left to see Just fireworks and fired shots We fell asleep in the aftershock
Inflated beasts are floating North The pinata's belly torn And the gulls direct its ashes to the shore Bring your coat and bring your youth Leave your history, and leave your shoes back at home