hes thinking this is the year of the cub . she 's been inside all day , a little under the weather herself . hes so mad ; his voice comes out as a slow hiss . the music business required money and everybody wanted a share . he glanced at the cups and plates and the half-eaten sausages cooling in a puddle of grease , and said , `` gods , i hope you did not eat the food here . '' and you didnt see this coming ? now he is trampling my wardrobe . 