Sun-blinding vision

of a surfing state,

songs with their feet down

hard on the accelerator.

But the little deuce coupes

have long gone to the scrapyard.

The wild west is back,

if it ever went away.

Beady-eyed outlaws

who don’t like strangers

have taken over the town,

heroes replaced by villains.

Smile, the album

he never quite finished...

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