I was walking in the evening, I was

looking for something good, clean, fine,

pure, straight, but instead I found

the bunker wall and gate.

It was open: I was free. I gave a

token guarantee; though I later knew I

had promised more, with an I.O.U.

I could scarcely score my way... Oh! But I herald Apocalypse anyway!

I was a prime believer in the faith

of 'I': yellow fever in the cat's eye.

And it's everything you

want, own,love, hate, touch, dream,

trust; and it's everything you need.

I got a heart like a rochet, I

was out of control, I'd cleaned out

my pockets for some luck to show...

really looking like a hopeless case,

I found it in my hand, it was

the Angry Ace. He wants to talk to

me, one on one, he wants to give

me his professional opinion...but

I'm running; I just can't wait,

I haven't got a moment to anticipate;

yes, I'm running, I just can't stop,

I've got to get to the bottom just to

get to the top, I've got the dark

alleys and the open skies, I got

the yellow fever from the cat's eye.

I'll let you know how it goes in the ninth life.