The mongrel cat came home

Holding half a head

Proceeded to show it off

To all his new found friends

He said I been where I liked

I slept with who I like

She ate me up for breakfast

She screwed me in a vice

But now

I don't know why

I feel so tongue-tied

I sat in the cupboard

And wrote it down real neat

They were cheering and waving

Cheering and waving

Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis

But it got edited [bad word] up

Strangled beaten up

Used in a photo in time magazine

Buried in a burning black hole in devon

I don't know why I feel so tongue-tied

Don't know why

I feel

So skinned alive.

My thoughts are misguided and a little naive

I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis

You should put me in a home or you should put me down

I got myxomatosis

I got myxomatosis

Yeah no one likes a smart [bad word] but we all like stars

But that wasn't my intention, I did it for a reason

It must have got mixed up

Strangled beaten up

I got myxomatosis

I got myxomatosis

I don't know why I

Feel so tongue-tied