I need time to scrounge the rent, need time to contemplate the accident. I got to drag my ass to now... how did I come to stop here? And, well, I knew the gas was gone but I had to rev the motor. Pull back the hand - - you might get it cut off in the rotor. Maybe I'll come down. She's on Loretta's turf, she's on Loretta's side. She's in a better state, she feels a better fire. And, well, I dreamed a great parade, shooting all the guns in Brooklyn. The man who had a spare held out two and then you took one. Maybe I'll come down. Freezer burn; all else is only icing.