A Bourgeois Kitten

Hopscotch after dark
Firebugs in the park
After school doesn't cut it anymore
Forgot you got to see who's
Standing right behind you
Gonna have to make run run run run run run for it!
10 o'clock
Does the walk
Switchblade all he needs to get things done
Finding little children
Myself included
Snatch away your ear, and put it in a jar
You're never safe
As long as you're awake
Don't ever think that you can fake it
If you're up at 10 o'clock
You won't hear him talk
Because he's deaf he only mumbles
He's your mother's friend
And your daddy's friend
Why'd you think they'd let him do it?
What happened years ago
He can't let go
Make examples out of all the little devils of the world

All my days are lightning
Still don't need a friend, i'm left to move
Picture spread still frightening
I burn those sticks alone
It's not my home
I feel her hand upon my leg
Am i still or am i true?
The words no longer feed my head
A cat would never mess my bed
Bold as thrills are sometimes
You can't bleed every day, i'm packed away
Cold as he will tell you
My sign is what i say
And i can't say
The father came, hit and run
We never knew where he came from
The father came, hit and run
We never knew just what he'd done
I'm left undone

Shadow box with perfect sound
Pick up the blue, follow through
A cinematic experience
From the gut i ask you
Who's the blackest of them all?
And is he 65 or not at all?
Pixie jane still comes through
Works for money, gives to you
And i can tell the clothes she wears
Her laughs are punk rock insecurity
Is she a belly or a reject by her own design or need?
Never real, always true
More than sure to see you through
And there's a game we like to play
It seems to me explains away the need
To shoot an arrow at some angel face we all refuse to see
Here there little lucifer!
Your matchbook burns, your friends all call you
By your second name, thats it!
A new identity. now reason: drugs

Breast weight like rock is soft
And the same boys know who's top
But the grass and wind at 3
22, its more than free
Send it off and i'll send it back
Make a change and we'll smile at that
Desolation peak's its name
Jack waits and still no flame
And it looks the same
But he makes no change
It's as hard and rare
Be a judge and care
Down to flatlands for another try
We can spin around the same old tree
Someone whispered if you check that page
You can check yourself and everyone you'd
Ever want to see
And we'll still play songs
And we'll say its wrong
There's a million sounds
And i love it

Got no formal time to breathe
Monster rock is all for me
Perry, blackie, abductee
Make the hell feel neutral freeze
Satellite for me
Be afraid to go inside
He points to his head at me
Tells me i'm the only one
Who has got inside of me
Bicycle, go free

What are you trying to do?
You think i'm you
Behind your analytical glow
You're just as slow
Despite your put on childlike disposition
I dare to speak my mind
Met with misunderstanding
A blank stare says that nothing's going on
There must be something going on
And what i'm doing can't be good
False curl
Spending no more time on this
Just a thought
You think a song energy
You think a song false modesty
You think a song like a phony heartbreak
Not me i've got more