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