Don't (Ray Davies Lyric From Phobia) -- La Brea Tar Pits Reflections

Walking 'round this metropolis

With its buildings that reach to the clouds

There must be millions of people out there

Walking 'round with their heads bowed

This city kills me, but it thrills me

Now something's gone and held up the crowd

They're pointing at a man standing high on a ledge

And somebody just cried out loud:

Don't

He's heard the cries of the lunatics facing defeat

The cheers of the winners

Who are dancing in the street

Perhaps the crime and corruption finally got through

And the violence of the city

Just broke him in two

Now a voice from the queue shouts:

Don't

Note:  Not strictly relevant, but still kind of interesting, like the wonders of Phobia itself.
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