People and places,
      things so obscure.
      Reality
      Come visit me,
      of you I'm not sure.

      The twisted path of,
      things so real and
      thoughts of such
      Illusion.

      So drive your car,
      And fight the day.
      Move the monuments,
      of restriction out of,
      the way.

      Push and shove, 
      clear your path.
      Forget about yourself.
      Think about your neighbours,
      and how you can surpass.

      Take away your will.
      Say hi, to the flow.
      Welcome to the city.