The Kind Of Lawyer You Hope The

I'm Killing Time And It's Dying Hard.

You Were Dead, You Were Sleeping The Big Sleep, You Were Not Bothered By Things Like That, Oil And Water Were The Same As Wind And Air To You. You Just Slept The Big Sleep, Not Caring About The Nastiness Of How You Died Or Where You Fell. Me, I Was Part Of The Nastiness Now. Far More A Part Of It Than Rusty Regan Was.

When I Split An Infinitive, God Damn It, I Split It So It Stays Split.

But Nothing Seems To Do Any Good.

The Kind Of Lawyer You Hope The Other Fellow Has.