Go To Montecito - The High Llamas

Signs went up, walls came down

To build an arch in Chinatown

We stand outside as science hides

Silence can see, really

Scratching at doors freely

The wind may carry you home

Just don’t go to Montecito, to Montecito

Hub grew up, star-struck luck

The last address was Hub U. S

The gold wall thinned when Hub moved in

Settle the facts sweetly

Numbers will match neatly

The wind may carry you home

Just don’t go to Montecito, to Montecito