(Smith)
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.
IAnd 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.
