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Seventy miles of wind and spray
Seventy miles of water
Seventy miles of open bay--
It's a garbage dump

What's that stinky creek out there
Down behind the slum's back stair
Sludgy puddle, sad and gray?
Why man, that's San Francisco Bay

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Big Solano and the Montecelle'
Ferry boats, I know them well
Creek and groan in their muddy graves
Remembering San Francisco Bay

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Joe Ortega and the Spanish crew
Sailed across the ocean blue
Came into the mighty Bay
Stood on the decks and cried, "Ole"

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Fill it here, fill it here
Docks and tidelands disappear
Shaky houses on the quaky ground
The builder, he's Las Vegas bound
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Dump the garbage in the Bay
City fathers say, "Okay
When cries of anguish fill the air
We'll be off on the Riviere."

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