Life Is Full Life Is Grey:

At Its Best It's Just OK.

But I'm Happy To Report

Life Is Also Short.

So I Find Myself Back In California -

I'm A Coolie For The Tourists,

Those Happy Epicureans:

Evil Spectres From My Own Suburban Upbring.

As I Reveal Points Of Interest, I Can Chat So Pleasantly,

But It's Hard To Be Cheerful When You Feel So Hopeless

And There's No Reason For This Dark Mood.

It Will Pass; It Will Return, But Will I Ever Learn ?

And The Children Of Privilege Begging For My Spare Change.

Do They Need My Assistance To Purchase Their Intoxicants,

Or Would They Best Be Served A Swift Kick

Slowly Sinking In The Vast Ambivalent Sea Of California.