Fisher

More work on The Case. Incredibly rough draft.

Alleys! Vermin! Filth and decay!
This does not suit.
This will not suit.
I am of quality stock! I am the best breeding!
A man with a pedigree.
Blood as blue as the sky.
Rolling in refuse with the rats.
But I must. I must.
Fisher I am, and fisher I will be,
In sewers, in streets, in cemeteries -
There's gold in the dross.
Diamonds in the muck,
And power to be had.
You shouldn't mistake me.
I am not what I seem.
A mogul, caught up in wealth and wealthily caught up.
But for a man of my breeding,
A man with a pedigree,
Blood as blue as the sea -
For a man of my breeding it isn't about the money.
These hands were made to rule.
This face was minted for coinage,
This brow for a crown.
I want.
I want to be powerful.
I will be powerful.
And if power's price is rolling in the refuse with the rats,
Then this blue blood will mingle with muck,
And consider it cheap at twice the price.
Alleys! Vermin! Filth and decay!
When I'm in power I'll sweep it away,
Jonathan Fisher will dawn a new day!
Cheap at twice the price.