Cat Cinema

Lyrics

My pet ghost is a very bad ghost He wears my failures on his conscience I think of all the things that I could've got done Without that goddamn ghost On my doorstep Playing with himself Scaring all the local children When I got home I didn't have a home Just a hole in the ground where the Google Earth car crashed My bad knee would be the first to admit That he's let me down, I'm sure I think of all the slag heaps that I might have enjoyed Without that dickhead knee In the distance Staring at the sun waiting for another taxi When I got home I didn't have a knee Just a face in the groin where the underwritten lines go Cat cinema, cat cinema Cat cinema, cat cinema Cat cat cat cat Cat cinema, cat cinema Cat cinema, cat cinema Cat cat cat cat Cat cinema, cat cinema Cat cinema, cat cinema Cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat Cat cinema, cat cinema