.There's a place in San Francisco
Where the acid dripped on me
Before I was reduce to my bones
And my dreams where enemies
I remember lights in Berkeley
Searching through the winding streets
As the wind caressed my body
And the wax caressed my brain
I am a peasant and I am a k.
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