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