You have to fall before you can get up again

TIME IS MONEY

Time's money, money's time. Both of them are running out. I'm ruined trout. A dish of fish too proud to shout.

My hands are drains and things are straining through. Nothing left but bits of chewed food. I'm a screwed dude.

I'm waiting for the heart attack pinned to the wall with a hard tack. If I was smart I'd grab my heart and head for the d…