years ago my soul went missing looking for a life no one would mourn now it stumbles like the smile of a fool looking to the sky for shelter from the storm all the lost souls welcome you to san francisco it s a city that was built by fire trucks and skeletons who grin and grin pimps and thieves who can t believe their luck saints who are only holy when they sin i came looking for the party so come on marty you re the king of 22nd street just give me some hope or give me at least enough rope can you make my heart feel complete all the lost souls welcome you to san francisco you can always find me at the celebration waiting for glory to strike me dumb i m trying to keep the good times rolling because they re almost gone all the lost souls welcome you to san francisco a beauty our hearts all recognize and never get their fill where everyone is humming a love supreme watching it pour softly down the hill all the lost souls welcome you to san francisco
['melancholia', 'slowcore']