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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Curiosity Killed the Cat
Curiosity Killed the Cat
Performer
Julian Godfrey Brookhouse
Julian Godfrey Brookhouse
Guitar
Martin Benedict Volpeliere-Pierrot
Martin Benedict Volpeliere-Pierrot
Vocals
Nicholas Bernard Thorp
Nicholas Bernard Thorp
Bass Guitar
Michael John Drummond
Michael John Drummond
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Drummond
Michael Drummond
Songwriter
Pierrot Volpeliere
Pierrot Volpeliere
Composer
Julian Godfrey Brookhouse
Julian Godfrey Brookhouse
Composer
Nicholas Bernard Thorp
Nicholas Bernard Thorp
Composer
Toby Andersen
Toby Andersen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stewart Levine
Stewart Levine
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sensitive child
Keep running wild
In a confined space
But you're not to blame
'Cause you're not the same
Get on the case
[Verse 2]
Crazy sheep, you are the odd one out
Crazy sheep, let them know what you're all about
[Verse 3]
Misfit
Freak that's on the street
Well I can see sorrow in your eyes
How long? How low? How high can you go?
There'll be a bind for every kind
You'll see
[Verse 4]
Sensitive child
Your threat is so mild
It worries me
So build yourself some protection
To avoid the injection
Then you can be happy
[Verse 5]
Crazy sheep, you are the odd one out
Now, crazy sheep, let them know what you're all about
[Verse 6]
Misfit
Freak that's on the street
Now I can see sorrow in your eyes
How long? How low? How high can you go?
There'll be a bind for every kind
You'll see
[Verse 7]
Set your mode to emotion
Your secret potion
Designed to satisfy your soul
And underneath your broken dreams
You need to satisfy
[Verse 8]
Misfit
Misfit
Freak that's on the street
Now I can see sorrow in your eyes
How long? How low? How high can you go?
[Verse 9]
There'll be a bind for every kind
[Verse 10]
Too fat, too thin, you lose or you win
This may come as some surprise
Too tall, too short, too loose or too taut
There'll be a bind for every kind
[Verse 11]
Misfit
Misfit
Freak that's on the street
Now I can see sorrow in your eyes
How long? How low? How high can you go?
[Verse 12]
Too fat, too thin, you lose or you win
This may come as some surprise
Too tall, too short, too loose or too taut
There'll be a bind for every kind
Written by: Julian Godfrey Brookhouse, Michael Drummond, Nicholas Bernard Thorp, Pierrot Volpeliere, Toby Andersen
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