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9 Lies Through

The cat has got my tongue again,
has kissed the soul from out of me,
has burgled my identity,
now doomed to what I can not be.

Lick the ends of cigarettes and pour myself a drink;
put myself on pause and let go straight into the sink.

I drop – wherever I fall
I land
always on all fours.

Curiosity killed me.
Curiosity killed me.
I just had to know, I just had to see.

Drown me while you still can,
tie me up with stones and rags.
Drown me while you still can
before the cats escape the bags.

The mob are roaming in the wynds,
are singing drunkenly feline,
are pulling tales that could be mine,
hear me out.

I saw the doctor put it in his hat.
Hear me out.
I tell you, there’s something fishy about that.
Hear me out.
There’s more than one good way to skin a cat.

There’s a paw among the pigeons,
stealth scratchy claws,
climbing up the walls,
but that’s hardly it at all;
look at what else the cat dragged in…
look at what else the cat dragged in…
look at what else the cat dragged in…

Yeah, now there’s someone after me,
playing cat and mouse maybe.
I’m in the dark and probably,
behind me,
could be,
when the cat’s away the mice will play…
Hear me out.

I saw the doctor put it in his hat.
Hear me out.
I tell you, there’s something fishy about that.
Hear me out.
There’s more than one good way to skin a cat…

Curiosity killed me.
Curiosity killed me.
I just had to know, I just had to see.

Posted by Invisibleye in: Poetry   2 Comments »   23 June, 2009