Political criminals of all kinds, the ways of this back alley world. The street class, the road grease, the pavement. Hustling like laughing hyenas, pointy shoes and briefs. Eyes of lies.
Everybody gonna be got. Gonna get the getcha getcha. That ultimate end to our life and times, the final beat of a worn out heart, the last breath of sweet oxygen. A full memory card.
The times is the thing, rips and roars. The who's and them's. Exaggerated stories of uncommon occurrences, flashes of brilliance and unusual insight, known names. Names of fame. Consequential times of your life.
