I'm not much of a dancer myself, but I remember the famous line in some Western movie where the gunslinger shoots at the other guys' feet and says, "Dance, pardner". Here in Sactown, our local gangbangers are "Doin' the Bullet Dodge". A 20th century version of the same old dance.

Doin' the Bullet Dodge

UCDMC is the place
Where fools will lodge,
The ones that dance the night away
Doin' the Bullet Dodge.

A fancy, for the finer things in life
Attract this crew,
While snorting rhino candy
And tossing down a brew.

They're dreaming about the cars
The stereo's, the guns,
Now they're paying us a visit
With their bullet riddled buns.

The friends and family hang about
Like vultures in the sky,
Waiting for young junior
To kick the can, and die,
Then a wailing and a hollering
They'll thump their chests and scream,
Revenge upon the S.O.B.
That ruined junior's dream.

When the family's gone, the sense of peace
Is really a mirage,
'Cause their just waiting for another night
To do the bullet-dodge.

Fibril_late; 1/94