Rats, Handfulla silvers, I just wanted to hop your fence, I wanted to wade,
I wanted to wallow, I wanted somebody to rub my neck. Yeah, you should be
happy to see me, be glad that I’m not dead. I tokk your bullet, anyone
notice? Noone was thrilled to see me again. — Dream your dreams, you’ll
wanna take them back, nobody gives a fuck about what you see. You split
your last atom, Atom Jack.
