The Fat Cat – Friday 13th October 1995

Fat Cat

the cat has got the cream
the magic man has taken my dreams
i thought i could have it made
i caught spiders and monsters
swinging from my lampshade
see the sister just got paid
she saw money below the bed
and now she holds her head
the peach ripens to a state of perfection
and he gets a taste of his solution
i sit by the back door
no one is about in the day
i am not coming in anymore
my dreams for others have trickled away
and i do not know what is going on
i am left holding my brains
i am no unique sight seer
i do not know my speciality
the cat is getting fat
no longer lamented
for the have won a shallow war
so they sip a lot of whiskey, contented
willing to pay off the enemy
for they know, deep down,
how to destroy dreams




James Garratt – Friday 13th October 1995