Here are the words to my latest song, inspired by the thought that a cat can miss people but (probably) not understand where they've gone when they die. I added a double meaning about a failed relationship (the music is rather like a country and western ballad, sort of slow and swaying). This is my 290th song since I Love You For Your Money in 2002. Perhaps I can manage to hit that 300 total this year.
My Cat Doesn't Understand Death, She Only Knows How To Kill
Thankyou for the gift.
What do you want me to do with it?
Now go and play with the kids.
Don't look confused,
I am the one who is not amused.
You do not know what you did.
My cat doesn't understand death,
she only knows how to kill.
My cat doesn't understand death,
she only knows how to kill.
Lying on the floor.
What do you think that the bed is for?
You have no clue what you've done.
Happy and content
beside your victim who's cold and bent.
No happy days in the sun.
My cat doesn't understand death,
she only knows how to kill.
My cat doesn't understand death,
she only knows how to kill.
Dining is a treat,
I have the carrots you have the meat.
It's all we do as a pair.
Bite every bit.
You play the hitter and I the hit.
It's not as if you can care.
My cat doesn't understand death,
she only knows how to kill.
My cat doesn't understand death,
she only knows how to kill.
