Sutro Tower is a 977 ft (298 m) three-pronged TV and radio antenna tower in San Francisco, CA. Rising from a hill between Twin Peaks and Mount Sutro near Clarendon Heights, it is a prominent feature of the city skyline and a landmark for city residents and visitors.
Before the construction of Sutro Tower in 1973, television reception in San Francisco was spotty because the many hills of the city blocked the line-of-sight television signal. The great height of the new tower helped to resolve that problem. Transmitters had been scattered throughout the Bay Area, including at San Bruno Mountain, Mt. Allison, Monument Peak, and Mt. Diablo. By having all the main Bay Area television station transmitters in one location, reception was improved by allowing a receiving antenna pointed in a single direction to receive all those stations rather than a subset.
Local residents opposed the tower even before it was completed, including criticism of the aesthetic effect the tower would have on the rest of San Francisco. San Francisco writer Herb Caen once wrote, "I keep waiting for it to stalk down the hill and attack the Golden Gate Bridge." Acknowledging both displeasure and affection for its undeniable prominence on the city's skyline, it is sometimes referred to light-heartedly as the Sutro Monster or Space Claw.
Youre shooting looks at me semi-automatically
Just like youve never seen what it is that you see
I'm just a man in the street
I got shoes on my feet
You always get what you want
But do you know what you need?
All my intentions are good
But my pockets are empty
Ive got nothing to give
Except for whats in my body
Let me pat you down
Are you wired?
Dont you make a sound
Were you hired?
Cause youre a fucking crook
Youre a liar
Youre playing with my cash
So youre fired
You know its making me lose my mind
Hard to find
Lose my mind
Hard to find
Im gonna go if you stay
Im gonna stay if you go
If you ask I dont know
If youre fast, then I'm slow
You know youre pissing away
Your words bitching at me
Cause I wont ever hear
What youre saying to me
And are you really a fan?
Are you really the sweet type?
I dont know, I dont know
Cause I fell right out of my bed
And stumbled into your spotlight
And you could be making this up
Let me pat you down
Are you wired?
Dont you make a sound
Were you hired?
Cause youre a fucking crook
Youre a liar
Youre playing with my cash
So youre fired
You know its making me lose my mind
Hard to find
Lose my mind