It's now why but when and now and then I get the gist, I am a number on some governmental list, my turn will come, they'll hunt, I'll run, a catch me if you can, the MAN can do his utmost, post an all points bulletin, shoot on sight as well he might, but I'll get it right, I will lay low until the SPG decide to leave well enough alone and go.
Not how but then and not what when might think to do or why it will not get me through the night where a thousand sparking plugs ignite to light the way, I pray to anyone or other god who's got the time to throw this B lister a line and help a soul who's in distress, but god nor anyone could not care less, I get the gist, they've drunk me in and ****** me up against the walls,
I have the ***** or so they tell me to say, ******* and the SPG, I survive on wits and tidbits of information gained from internal sources and they're not named on any list.
Not then and why but when I die or if I do and all the time there is won't bother you like I did and you'll remember me unlike the government and the SPG, I'll have that palace in your heart to rest and wait again before we start another chapter, one more verse and there's nothing worse than waiting is there?
(SPG..Special Patrol Group..Metropolitan police.