King of the Arroyo

It was the week that all the houseplants died When I slept in the park And I quit working Monday nights At Dusty's off of York I don't think I know how this began Well maybe just the start I think the week you died Was an important part, oh So I put on the bandana And sold my bike for skis Became the King of the Arroyo And did just what I pleased In the intervening years Garvanza changed a lot But I was unaware of most of it I was living in my fictive Camelot So I went to get my old job back But Dusty's ceased to be It's a place with fancy cocktails now Where all they play is Morrissey How can they tell that I am homeless When they see me on the street I make a point to look like everybody else But they seem to see through me So I tightened the bandana I'm gonna burn this place for good I won't be needing all this hindsight When I own this neighborhood