Myxomatosis

The mongrel cat came home

Holding half a head

Proceeded to show it off

To all his newfound friends

He said, I been where I liked

I slept with who I like

She ate me up for breakfast

She screwed me in a vice

But now

I don't know why I

Feel so tongue tied

I sat in the cupboard

And wrote it down in neat

They were cheering and waving, cheering and waving

Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis

But it got edited, fucked up

Strangled, beaten up

Used in a photo in Time magazine

Buried in a burning black hole in Devon

I don't know why I

Feel so tongue tied

Don't know why

I feel so skinned alive

My thoughts are misguided and a little naïve

I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis

You should put me in a home or you should put me down

I got myxomatosis, I got myxomatosis

Yeah, no one likes a smartass, but we all like stars

Wait, that wasn't my intention, I did it for a reason

It must have got mixed up, strangled, beaten up

I got myxomatosis, I got myxomatosis

I don't know why I

Feel so tongue tied