The Bare Minimum - Where the Buses Don't Come

Outdoor Cat

Creeping eviction force my hand
A concrete desert no promised land
Clogged city highways, sprawling roads
The sun is down nowhere left to go

I don't know
Where I'm gonna go
I don't know
Where I'm gonna go
I'm a outdoor cat now don't ya know

Shit out of transit, invisible hands
These aging hippies don't understand
No safety nets, no padded rooms
Where the buses don't come, no change, no hope

I don't know
Where I'm gonna go
I don't know
Where I'm gonna go
I'm a outdoor cat now don't ya know

My cards on the table
Casino took away
The night was over
Before I decided not to stay

Just a stray...
Just a stray...

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Writer(s): Michael Hutchinson, Cam Gray
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