Which way does your beard point tonight?

"Starved in metropolis
Hooked on necropolis
Addict of Metropolis
Do the worm on the accropolis...
She spent a lifetime deciding
How to run from it"

These lyrics are from Ghetto dependant, a song by The Clash
Listen here...

The voice you hear is beat poet Allen Ginsberg. Someone somewhere wrote that he sounds "laconic, ominous". I love those two words together. Indeed he does.