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.