Feral Cats

Lyrics for Feral Cats

There's a light on my street But it's broken, so it mostly stays dark And in the darkness I see them, they know they're creeping And most things are frightening through lace curtains As I smoke in my fear and I slowly breathe I saw a woman in scrubs Pull drugs straight out of a tree I guess that's just the entropy working against us And slowly everything will fall apart And the dust will grow more dust And I'll be staring out my window for the fear they will come Just like feral cats Just like feral cats Just like feral cats Just like feral cats So it's late at night And I listen to the BBC World Service Waiting for that inevitable African machete Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop And it will come to all of us And I can read it And we'll just keep on breeding and breeding and breeding