~Steppenwolf~

Mexican guy would push the baby carraige up to the Cricket store and watch his wife open up off Moana Lane, he told me that where I come from in Mexico, you can walk outside and pick lemons and oranges off a tree, clean water, the cows roam free, he told me that I have seen heroin reduce big strong men to tiny weaklings, we would smoke some pot laced with pcp, guys would go ballistic, I would kick them out, do not put up with that, said he was out of the gang, at about that time one of his friends pulled up on a a beach bicycle and said there is some shit going on at the apartment complex, we have to go.