Future Legend
And in the deathAs the last few corpses lay rotting on the slimy thoroughfareThe shutters lifted in inches in Temperance BuildingHigh on Poacher's HillAnd red, mutant eyes gaze down on Hunger CityNo more big wheels
Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of catsAnd ten thousand peoploids split into small tribesCoveting the highest of the sterile skyscrapersLike packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me AvenueRipping and rewrapping minkAnd shiny silver fox, now legwarmersFamily badge of sapphire and cracked emeraldAny day nowThe Year of the Diamond Dogs
"This ain't rock 'n' rollThis is genocide"