The Feline Dream - People Without Pets (Live During Feline Week) Lyrics

Hi! - I'm a fool, a defector, I'm a sinking boat
My eyes frighten children, stare madly from my hooded coat
Another day, a week, another year
I can't control my ever growing fears
Can't keep in contact with the outside world
It seems society would rather see our hero dead
I do not know the words (He's a people without pets)
That people feed each other (With no need for silly vets)
I'm frightened of the telephone (Can't you see his mind is sick?)
I tend to stutter (He's a bloody lunatic)
Circle, give me comfort from the vicious square
Guide me, take me out into the open air
I cast aside responsibility
So independent but I don't feel free
Human emotions don't apply to me
Wish I could laugh some love or spit some hate with honesty
I cannot care about myself (He's a people without pets)
Or any being (With no need for silly vets)
I need to learn the rudiments (Can't you see his mind is sick?)
Of social living (He's a bloody lunatic)
So, I get up, and I go to the window
And I catch sight of something soft and warm on the grass below
Somebody comes to retrieve the cat and it strikes me that
She's had a lifetime of practice with furballs
I feel so happy now the answer's clear
I've gone untouched by softness all these years
My fingers itching now we're on the street
To touch the beards and hats and coats and cats of those I meet