31 January 1996 Los Angeles
Beneath this concrete double helix
I admire the development
That has brought the touch of elegance to my districts.
In cologne and silk
And fine leather hunting gear
Whose fine craftsmanship would mesmerize
Shoveling the renovation
of the twisted wreckage of the village
A villager with a tie of links
Who eyes the applecore by the side of the boulevard
And eyes the guard
Eyes the applecore by the side of the boulevard.
The drumming is getting louder than the tinkling
of ice in the glasses.