text: The mongrel cat came home
  Holding half a head
  Proceeded to show it off
  To all his newfound friends
  He said, I been where I liked
  I slept with who I like
  She ate me up for breakfast
  She screwed me in a vice
  But now
  I dont know why I
  Feel so tongue tied
  I sat in the cupboard
  And wrote it down in neat
  They were cheering and waving, cheering and waving
  Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis
  But it got edited, fucked up
  Strangled, beaten up
  Used in a photo in Time magazine
  Buried in a burning black hole in Devon
  I dont know why I
  Feel so tongue tied
  Dont know why I
  Feel so skinned alive
  My thoughts are misguided and a little naïve
  I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis
  You should put me in a home or you should put me down
  I got myxomatosis, I got myxomatosis
  Yeah, no one likes a smartass, but we all like stars
  Wait, that wasnt my intention, I did it for a reason
  It must have got mixed up, strangled, beaten up
  I got myxomatosis, I got myxomatosis
  I dont know why I
  Feel so tongue tied