I am your pussy
You are my tramp
Don't want to fuck you
Just hear you rap
Miow... miow... miow...
You can be a cat too
Not often lonely
As you see
I'm a cat with a flat cap
Be careful or I might scratch you
Or turn into a witch
And fly away on my broomstick
I only want to know you
I only want to lick you
I only want to feed you
Every bit of fish and chips that I can find to feed you
Give it to you
I am your pussy
You are my tramp
Don't want to fuck you
Just hear you run
Miow... miow... miow...
You can be a cat too
Shadow tied to a tree
Sometimes I slide away
To be free
Cover you with a warm dark mothering
Fill you with animal love
Carry you away into the sky
Cos I love you love you love you
Even though you make me freeze
And you say I'm only just a dog
Who can't control his fleas
And I love you love you love you
On the roofs and on the floor
And I really can't believe
That we have never met before
I only want to know you
I only want to lick you
I only want to feed you
Every bit of fish and chips that I can find to feed you
Give it to you
Nu ką, nemaža tikimybė, kad vistik My Dying Bride nebus Kilkim Žaibu, atšaukė beveik visus šių metų pasirodymus. Tik organizatoriai kažkaip neskuba pranešti ir toliau reklamuoja..
guess I did make my name out of my drumming, and I have the big drum sets, and I'm doing all these crazy, odd-time signatures, so, yeah, I guess drumming was very important to what made me popular.