Bell the Cat

Knockdown drag out, a bureaucratic shakedown
It's a straight-up cop-out
In a working-class ghost town
The nighttimes are wild, don't leave me here to bell the cat
And all the while she drank chamomile and read from the almanac

Knockdown drag out, she's an elemental machine
Adrift in the carnage of her broken parts and a dopamine smokescreen
Enough to shake her heart into rags, rose cheeks, and flash of teeth
She left her kids in a parking lot at the jai alai on Main Street

Blue light eye drops, she smelled of coke and rum
She's a train wreck that runs on schedule and I'm the pill end of her tongue

Knockdown-dragout, a bureaucratic shakedown
It's a straight-out cop-out
In a working-class ghost town
The nighttimes are wild, don't leave me here to bell the cat
And all the while she drank chamomile and read from the almanac

Blue light eye drops, she smelled of coke and rum
She's a train wreck that runs on schedule and I'm the pill end of her tongue

When the power goes out in a Havana
And the hurricane washes all the bridges out
I'm in a ditch-rolled convertible on a trip to kingdom come
But no worries, some jogger will find my dead body
Back at the hotel, laying in bed
She felt like she was the last person on earth
But she also thinks in amusing kinks which she writes on her business card
A blusher with a buxom lover who just loves Marquis de Sade