Slaughter Beach Dog Your Cat Lyrics
Your Cat by Slaughter Beach, Dog
She smoked 100s when I met her
She tried to quit before she left me
I'm not so sure if that's important
Free association gets me dizzy
They ask, "What's the reason for your appointment?"
I try to come up with something vague
She asks if I'm going to the party
I tell her I'm going to the party
It's so hot by noon I just get queasy
It's so hot by two I stay inside
I try to put down a cup of coffee
He asks how much I'm drinking and I lie
But doctors are always trying to tell you
Some torturous way to live your life
It's not like they know everything ever
Hey man, I went to college too
But all of the kids I met on campus
Are settled down beside the sea
Some days I wish that I could be that
Sometimes I forget to spit out the seeds
I'll make it through this if it kills me
And when it kills me I'll come back
Jesus will make me a disciple
Or maybe he'll let me be your cat
I wait to be led into temptation
As I lay a load across the street
Catherine is smoking pot above me
Watching "Hellraiser" on TV
Tomorrow I'm driving to Chicago
Tonight I am kneeling from the pew
Still doing all I can to understand
One more erotic nightmare about you
She tried to quit before she left me
I'm not so sure if that's important
Free association gets me dizzy
They ask, "What's the reason for your appointment?"
I try to come up with something vague
She asks if I'm going to the party
I tell her I'm going to the party
It's so hot by noon I just get queasy
It's so hot by two I stay inside
I try to put down a cup of coffee
He asks how much I'm drinking and I lie
But doctors are always trying to tell you
Some torturous way to live your life
It's not like they know everything ever
Hey man, I went to college too
But all of the kids I met on campus
Are settled down beside the sea
Some days I wish that I could be that
Sometimes I forget to spit out the seeds
I'll make it through this if it kills me
And when it kills me I'll come back
Jesus will make me a disciple
Or maybe he'll let me be your cat
I wait to be led into temptation
As I lay a load across the street
Catherine is smoking pot above me
Watching "Hellraiser" on TV
Tomorrow I'm driving to Chicago
Tonight I am kneeling from the pew
Still doing all I can to understand
One more erotic nightmare about you