Black Polished Chrome (Latino Chrome)

The music was new, black polished chrome
And came over the summer like liquid night
The dj's took pills to stay awake
And play for seven days
They went to the studio and someone knew him
Someone knew the tv showman
He came to our homeroom party and played records
And when he left in the hot noon sun
And walked to his car
We saw the chooks had written F-U-C-K on his windshield
He wiped it off with a rag and smiling cooly drove away
He's rich, got a big car

My gang will get you

Scenes of rape in the arroyo
Seduction in cars
Abandoned buildings
Fights at the food stand
Dust
Shoes
Open shirts and raised collars
Bright sculptured hair

Hey man, you want girls, pills, grass? C'mon
I show you good time
This place has everything. C'mon, I show you