Cats Are Aliens

I've Got The World That You Want

Cats Are Aliens


This is home and everything's right 
Old Leo has predated flight 
Overblown and sick of the sight of this town 
I'm in no mood to fight 

Well I don't want no reason and i don't want no rhyme 
I'm heading to the city where there's no wrong or right 
Where I'm not sure of anything 
But know I was born for this life 

Come along, follow me off of the rails 
And just so we know where we've been 
The serpent has swallowed its tail 
And we're walking the loop 

We're all getting itchy getting off getting high 
And while we're on the subject 
Ain't it time that you find 
Your next honey-coated temptress 
Singing, "I've got the world that you want" 
And we're stuck in the loop 

But you don't want no reason and you don't want no rhyme 
Head into the city where there's no wrong or right 
'Cause you're not sure of anything 
But baby, you're born for this life 
Baby, you're born for this life-line 
Kite-line 
What now, birdman? 
Cut the chain on this albatross.