See the fine foods and swimming pools
At her Californian domain
Taste the chlorine
Her teeth and tongue have touched
Savour the space
A perfect warm day
To swim alone
Under these fringed LA trees
A knock on the door
Which her servant will get
Stands a smile just like her own
A green-veiled mirror ghost
That mistake from long ago
It's hard to breathe these thick
Gasoline waves
At her Californian domain
Where's the soft green
Of her dollar machine?
That planted this house and lakes
I see the fine food and swimming pools
Savour the taste
Swallow down
This bitterness
Soften me LA trees
A green-veiled mirror ghost
Staring back right through me
There are no regrets
No back steps
There's only the fog ahead
The welcoming fog ahead