The mongrel cat came home

Holding half a head
Proceeded to show it off
To all his new found friends
He said,
'I been where I liked
I slept with who I liked
she ate me up for breakfast
she screwed me in a vice
And 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 & waving
cheering & waving
twitching & salivating
like with myxomatosis
But it got edited, fucked up
Strangled, beaten up
Used as 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 & a little naive
I twitch & salivate
like with myxomatosis
You should put me in a home or you
should put me down
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
'Now no one likes a smart arse'
'But we all like stars'
That wasn't my intention
I did it for a reason
He shook hands with the cripples &
He gave them all milk
He did a few card tricks
For his mafia geeks
But now
'I don't know why I feel so
tongue tied'