written by Stefan Arngrim & Warren Zevon 1989. Dark Victory Twins BMI/Zevon Music Inc. BMI. Told my little Pollyanna. There's a place for you and me. We'll go down to Transverse City. Life is cheap and Death is free. Past the condensation silos. Past the all-night trauma stand. We'll be there before tomorrow. Pollyanna take my hand. Show us endless neon vistas. Castles made of laser lights. Take us to the shopping sector. In the vortex of the night. Past the shiny mylar towers. Past the ravaged tenements. To a place we can't remember. For a time we won't forget. Here's the hum of desperation. Heres the test tube mating call. Here's the latest carbon cycle. Here's the clergy of the mall. Here's the song of shear and torsion. Here's the bloodbath magazine. Here's the harvest of contusions. Here's the narcoleptic dream. Told my little Pollyanna. Here's a place where we can stay. We have come to see tomorrow. We have given up today. Down among the dancing quanta. Everything exists at once. Up above in Transverse City. Every weekend lasts for months. Here's the hum of desperation. Heres the test tube mating call. Here's the latest carbon cycle. Here's the clergy of the mall. Here's the witness and the victim. Here's the relatives' remains. Here's the well-known double helix. Here's the poisoned waves of grain. Here's the song of shear and torsion. Here's the bloodbath magazine. Here's the harvest of contusions. Here's the narcoleptic dream. Here's the hum of desperation.