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And I'm coming home to my city by the bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway
on the hill, the mornin' fog
And the cool, cool night
That's where I wanna be: San Francisco
That's where my heart
Up in New York City
I've been to Chicago
was quickly fading,
And the fog hugged the road like a cloudy, cloudy sea,
As we drove though the hills of west virginia.

We smoked the tobacco
monterey
Crowd by as if they're here to say
"we never stay -- she comes, oh, then
She tears away"

Some days the fog in monterey comes
Blowing from the grove
As I saw the whore {From Babylon} whispering her perverted lust,
all those impotent priests are running to Samaria's hills.
OOoohh my apocalyptic
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
I'm coming home to my city by the bay

I left my heart in San Francisco 
High on a hill, it calls to me 
To be where little cable cars 
Climb
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
Manhattan 
I´m going home to my city by the bay. 

I left my heart in San Francisco 
High on a hill, it calls to me. 
To be where little cable cars
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
I´m going home to my city by the bay. 

I left my heart in San Francisco 
High on a hill, it calls to me. 
To be where little cable cars 
Climb
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
I'm coming home to my city by the bay

I left my heart in San Francisco 
High on a hill, it calls to me 
To be where little cable cars 
Climb
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
never storm

Hill.. the elder ravens
Above borgs laid in fog
Forget not
The blasphemic nordic deeps

Shadows... steal our souls
Into what we once
And fog hangs in the air
The true secret will never be released
By the rulers of the dark

REFRAIN

The grave hill - punishment for their sins
It will never
Written by: batt
Is it a kind of dream
Floating down on the river
Following the river of death down stream
Oh is it a dream?

There's a fog
Years are passing by
Warden I am, Lemurian guard

Through these lonely hills
Where the hands of moory fog
Reach for the beating hearts
going home to my city by the Bay

I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
Cold dark night, nerves are tense
Strange sounds out of nowhere the fog is dense
You lay in your bed quaking with fright
Shadows in the hallway,