the loveliness of fragrance
burst forth like a bouquet
what glory for my nose
when odor wafts my way

i'm so happy to explode
yes, i'm smitten when that happens
i'm leaning down
to enjoy that fecal spray......

i smell my farts...in san francisco
high on the thrill
enthralling me
i seek that essence when it sparks
i'm hoping it leaves marks
let morning fog horns fill the air
let 'em blare

we just don't care...in san francisco
we hear that cue
and bend our knees
a friendly fog blows through...san francisco
we find it fun
to sniff the breeze