(M--Mitchell/L--DuBois)
I got rock and roll shoes
I got T.V. blues
And I don't have any friends here among the cats heare among the cats
I got the cure for the flues and I really don't mind the screws
I keep tellin' everybody / I keep tellin' everyone everyone
Should 'ave been a doctor
Can't get any soap stone
Carve away the war
Won't join the army band
Sell in a general store
Cops won't catch me
Walking in the grass
Or breaking the bank on Sunday to fake some extra cash
Or to keep a sleep upon the wall like a lion stalks in stone
Or to have the visions of a bad or nine plus lives just like a cat
Don't I have any friends here among the cats here among the cats?
I got the cure for the flues and I really don't mind the screws
And I keep tellin' all the fools I should 'ave been a Lectric Cat
I keep tellin' everybody / I keep tellin' everyone everyone
I shoulda been a doctor
Ain't there any visions I can contract
To have night eyes or fly like the crow flies
Oh but don't I have any friends here among the cats here among the cats?
Now ain't there any systems to curb the hiccups and the scratch?