Warren Zevon, Transverse City

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Told my little Pollyanna
There's a place for you and me
We'll go down to Transverse City
Life is cheap, and Death is free

Past the condensation silos
Past the all-night trauma stand
We'll be there before tomorrow
Pollyanna, take my hand

Show us endless neon vistas
Castles made of laser lights
Take us to the shopping sector
In the vortex of the night

Past the shiny, mylar towers
Past the ravaged tenements
To a place we can't remember
For a time we won't forget

Here's the hum of desperation
Here's the test tube mating call
Here's the latest carbon cycle
Here's the clergy of the mall