Shot of whiskey and a ciggy
for my kitty, lord —
it’s hard to keep my pussy clean.
Look, I know you stole my snickers.
I can see it on your whiskers.
Comme on kitty, don’t be so mean.
CH
Oh no, no, not again.
Here kitty kitty kitty, here kitty kitty kitty
Oh no, I just want to go to bed.
Are you a narcissistic nihilist
or a masochistic stylist?
Always preening goiing “me, me, meow.”
Look that’s just life on the road.
Can’t stay, we gotta go.
Come out from behind that water heater now!
CH
Oh no, no, can’t we just be friends?
Here kitty kitty kitty, here kitty kitty kitty
Don’t worry, you’ll find true love again.
Oh kitty, don’t you have a heart?
Can’t you see you’re killing art?
But then what is art? What is what? I can no longer tell.
But you’ve been crying for days.
Trying to get away
hey hey hey, what is that smell!?
CH
Oh no, no, where did you go?
Here kitty kitty kitty, here kitty kitty kitty
Oh no, Gypsy come home!