Lyrics:
a-ridin' 'cross the lea
You're lookin' for a younger man, not me
Now, the merchants in the marketplace
They're selling fantasy
It's a trick of light
high
Then you can really get by, oh my
We the cats shall hep ya
So reap this righteous riff
Now you're hep I'll betcha
So reap this righteous
are dropped on fighting cats
And children's dreams are run with rats
If you complain you disappear
Just like the lesbians and queers
No one can
came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which
Dungaree dome is decked like a pagan temple to Zeus
He drinks acorn juice
Roasting his feet by the furnace of peat
He roars at the boars who massively
She's sittin' by the water where the river gets wide
Thinkin' 'bout swimming to the other side
Got a Malboro red, and a can of cold Bud
Toes
That I inherit wealth
I'll eat and drink and drink and eat
Until I wreck my health
I love to ramble over lea
And chase the busy bumble bee
Though
I met my love by the gasworks wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds
Cool jerk, cool jerk, cool jerk, cool jerk
We know a cat who can really do the cool jerk
We know a cat who can really do the cool jerk
This cat
Dress up tonight, dress up tonight
I've got a secret, gonna 'fess up tonight
Gonna dance by the light of the moon
Gonna dance with a dolly with
On parade
Up in the air
It was a very fine affair
Bitten by a turtle dove
The cats are falling
Shameless things not guilty of
The cats are falling
have a mate
He has to imitate
That he isn't hurt
By his evil ways
Stray cat in the alley
Stray cat in the alley
Stray cat in the alley
Stray cat in
Your cat is not as good.
She's completely black so photographs are kind of hard to come by,
That's not racist, she just blends into the background,
But
chins and a line of jive
He's a mellow old cat, a real hep fat
He be Mister Five by Five
That man can really jump it for a fat man
The only trouble
the cats going dancing
Sweet little sixteen
Sweet little sixteen
Just gotta have
Tight dresses and lipstick
Framed autographs
By tomorrow morning
She'll
look at you
When I go rolling by
I'm gonna be a wheel someday
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you
I'm
thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside
Well now you know that your
Cat has nine lives
Nine lives to itself
But you only got one
will be distracted by the stink of dead cat.
Dead cat, dead cat, dead cat,
Dead cat, dead cat, dead cat,
Dead cat, dead cat, dead cat,
Dead cat, dead
On In By Under
On In By Under
Oops I lost my cats
Did you see my cats
Meow On the tree
Meow In the box
Meow By the chair
Under the table
Oh
You used to be alright
What happened?
Did the cat get your tongue
Did your string come undone
One by one
One by one
It comes to us all
It's
cat
Tip-toe tip-toe in the dark
Black cat, black cat
Just a shadow that attacks
Black cat, black cat
Always walking by my side
Black cat, black cat
Macavity!
Macavity's a Mystery cat: He's called the Hiddenpaw
For he's the master criminal who can defy the law
He's the bafflement of Scotland
The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash
Then a lady in a bright orange dress
One you-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels
The Tenth Avenue bus
thing you can't hide
Is when you're crippled inside
Well now you know that your
Cat has nine lives
Nine lives to itself
But you only got one
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