Syncretism and superstition
Envelope the Last Supper
The Flaneur looks up from his navel to contemplate
his astounding immediate surroundings
Everything for every need and pleasure
Not that the Flaneur rides again,
necessarily
But hell, why not?
One big Pop Culture Party,
That's all it is these days
Not very far away
A slow motion peoples movement
Amid incessant traffic
A community garden
Sign in for marvelous fresh greens
BART train enters the picture
Highway over the hood
Kontinue the Dream
A spray-painted graffiti-esque mural
The joy of reading and gratuitous misspelling
Climb every mountain, everybody
For I have been to the mountain
I have had the whole scenic tour, baby
From the cop boats and presidential yachts
of the estuary
To Patriotism, hollow historicity
Police-laden pomp and circumstance
Until the last soul has been shipped
From the offices of the Public defenders
From which I make my get away,
Fear of Music
Time to pull up my chair
by the curtainless window of night
The Flaneur looks up from his navel to contemplate
his astounding immediate surroundings
Everything for every need and pleasure
Not that the Flaneur rides again,
necessarily
But hell, why not?
One big Pop Culture Party,
That's all it is these days
Not very far away
A slow motion peoples movement
Amid incessant traffic
A community garden
Sign in for marvelous fresh greens
BART train enters the picture
Highway over the hood
Kontinue the Dream
A spray-painted graffiti-esque mural
The joy of reading and gratuitous misspelling
Climb every mountain, everybody
For I have been to the mountain
I have had the whole scenic tour, baby
From the cop boats and presidential yachts
of the estuary
To Patriotism, hollow historicity
Police-laden pomp and circumstance
Until the last soul has been shipped
From the offices of the Public defenders
From which I make my get away,
Fear of Music
Time to pull up my chair
by the curtainless window of night
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