Santa Cruz, California...
by Tony RyalsIt's named for a cross they hung him on,
Though what he did is now unknown,
Then the Romans who strung him up,
Used his religion on the masses like an opiate,
Now we live in a town named for this means of execution,
While our police chief dreams of a final solution,
For those dirty street people and economic confusion,
Lock them up says he and force-feed government-approved drugs to those asses,
While the good people here can put on their sunglasses,
And read the bible, the opiate of the masses.