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San Francisco Bay
Past pier thirty nine
Early p.m.
Can't remember what time
Got the waiting cab
Stopped at the red light
Address, unsure of
But it turned out just right
It started straight off
"
Coming here is hell"
That's his first words
We asked what he meant
He said " where ya' from?"
We told him our lot
"
When ya' take a holiday
Is this what you want?"
So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Lie around all day
Have a drink to chase
"
Yourself and tourists, yeah
That's what I hate"
He said "
We're going wrong
We've all become the same
We dress the same ways
Only our accents change
So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Swim in the ocean
That be my dish
I drive around all day
And kill processed fish
It's all money gum
No artists anymore
You're only in it now
To make more, more, more
So have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
Have a nice day
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