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I watch my yellow cat invade my red cat in the yard |
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The feline war has raged for years so I assume it'd be too hard |
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For me to drive my foot between them, I would never risk the scratch |
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Just to prove to one or both of them a cat is just a cat |
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Again I watch my cousin Greg watch MTV inside his home |
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He makes fun of the hip-hop videos from the couch, he rides alone |
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Snug in the cushion of his cackling, he forgets his looming doubts |
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He has relied on this for years, you will not yank the carpet out |
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No, no |
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These are my friends, this is who they have been for always |
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These are my days, this is how they stay, hey hey |
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Okay, check this out... |
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I watch this dude each night, same table, who creates and crumples up |
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His eyes are wide from sipping endlessly his endless coffee cup |
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He feeds me quotes, that lonely goat, I watch him grazing by himself |
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I will not stop him when he rambles, I'm becoming one myself |
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Lou is bugged, shot up with drugs, sweats this bird he hardly knows |
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All that he wants is to see someone he respects without their clothes |
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So like some hybrid mother/lover she'd soothe and heal his wounds |
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And kiss them dying ears so softly that the reaper stops to swoon |
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Oh, please |
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These are my friends, this is who they have been for always |
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These are my days, this is how they stay, hey hey |
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These are my friends, this is who they remain forever |
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This is how we stay, hey hey, hey hey |
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I watch my yellow cat, hey, hey |
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I watch my yellow cat |
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I watch my yellow cat, hey, hey |
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I watch my yellow cat |
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I watch my neighbor's son play with his shotgun in the street |
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I think I'll blaze all day and marvel at the mass of food I eat |
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It's strange, I'm skinny when I'm standing but I'm Buddha when I sit |
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And if I'm truly so enlightened, why'd I waste your time on it? |
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As I look back at countless crossroads and the middle where I stay |
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Right up the beaten path to boredom where the fakest fucks get laid |
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By the faux finest finds, it's been that way, goddamn you, how you stay |
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With every scummy, crummy hour of the scummy, crummy day |
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Hey, hey! |
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These are my friends, this is who they have been for always |
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These are my days, this is how they stay, hey hey |
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These are my friends, this is who they remain forever |
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This is how we stay, hey hey, hey hey |
