little kitty pull on the string
take the bait and watch it swing
its not much to you
but to me its everything
the time of day the world gets hazy
the lights go out we all go crazy
its real hard work
and no ones lazy
sitting on your pins and needles
pricks and punks begin to wheedle
its the lighting the way they talk
the way they crunch those little beetles
echos in a crowded head
slimy snails and the undead
come out of hiding and start to dance
seething lies and love and cheap romance
i forget everything but the unimportant