True to its perfect name, Phoenix is a risen city, one destined to destroy itself ad nauseum. Living here is pure defiance, not only to nature, but to reason.
Written using 1920's slang, the song fits in well with RPM's diesel punk aesthetic, which includes creative uses for contact mics, scoring silent films, and dressing the part: like a Great Gatsby extra.
Maybe you've heard about this bullshit ordinance Tempe passed that makes it illegal to sit on the sidewalk. This is a bill that is quite clearly targeted toward homeless people, because, well, no one else sits on the sidewalk really.