Down to the feline den I crawl
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to join the feline force that waits
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I strike a sort of katsy stance
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as they look into my cat-like face
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From behind their sable masks
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Not a purring sound is heard
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Their luminous eyes catch my every word;
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Tonight's the night the tables turn
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You've had your chance and now at last
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You've been found guilty by the order of the cat
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You've changed our laws and now because of that
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Your going to live in the claws of a cat
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Talons on and operating
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We're sure that you're cooperating
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Straighten up that feline face
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And put your footsie pads in place
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Practice up your katsy glance
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And imitate my cat like stance
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Tonight's the night the cats return
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We'll corner them by the alley wall
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Bite and scratch them until they fall
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Lap their blood and steel their young
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Finish them off just for fun
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Tonight's the night the cats will run
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Mommy I hear the cat at the door
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I think he's cold will you let him in?
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Lay them out and leave our mark
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A cat scratch angle above the heart
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On we'll go to another house
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To play the game of cat and mouse
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Why do you plead when we don't care?
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We're the cats and we don't scare
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You've had your turn and now it's ours
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We're the cats and we've got claws
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Cat's Clause
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