"...Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl, you turned it on the world that's when you turned the world around...Did you feel like Jesus, did you realize that you were a champion in their eyes?"

"...Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor horrible...You must've had it all and you'd to L.A. on a dare, and you'd go ita alone...Could you last forever? Could you see the day, could you whole world blow a part and fade away?"

"Get along, Kid Charlamagne; Get along, Kid Charlamagne."

"Now your patrons have all left you in the red; your low rent friends are dead, life can be very strange...Son, you won in Vegas...You are obsolete. Look at all the white men in the street...Careful what you carry cuz the man is wise, and that is why you are still an outlaw in their eyes."

"Get along, Kid Chalamagne; Get along, Kid Charlmagne."

                              ---"Kid Charlamagne," from Steely Dan's "Royal Scam"

Sung to "Mr. Sandman"

Mr. Taylor build us downtown, make it the sweetest place we've never seen. We've been had by Mr. Mohanna, can do something that will stop his bad mannas?"

Mr. Turner build us a dream.

Somewhere to eat peaches and cream,

and a lot more than just holes on the street.

We've been good, but our patience's all shot and checkbooks have ot way too much bounce.

Oh, Mr. Evans please don't get took. That Mohanna ain't nothing but a crook. He and his friends ain't  nothing but scum lords, taking advantage of the very poor. The City's Council's got their hand in the till, and grant developers taxpayer's funds, like its some kinda mill.

The city council loves us for our votes and our money, but gee, Mr. Turner and gosh, Mr. Taylor, ah darn, Mr. Evans things ain't so sunny.