Teenage Cats - Hawksley Workman

Teenage cats.

That is what we were.

Teenage cats.

Sucking in our fur.

We were laying and playing in our hearts we slaying.

The crowd was shouting and falling apart.

We were born knowing our power.

And we dedicated to it in the funniest way.

In the funniest way.

And when you bring up those old times we have no choice but to follow that

wallowing feeling.

When you consider all the falling in the generous abstract flavours.

We were one in the same.

We were one in the same.

We were one in the same in the crowd that we hung with.

Shallow and young with.

We were pissing up a tree just teenage cats were.

Just as teenage cats were.

Teenage cats.

They’re everywhere.

Teenage cats.

They’re everywhere these days.

Teenage cats.

They think they own this place.

Teenage cats.

They’re everywhere these days.

They think they own the place they spray.

They’re everywhere these days.

Teenage cats.

They’re absolutely everywhere these days.

Teenage cats.

Oh those teenage cats.

With their little rice teeth.

As they bite in to your skin.

As they bite into your sleeve.

Teenage cats.

They think they own the place they spray.

Oh those teenage cats.