King Crimson - Cat Food lyrics

Lady supermarket with an apple in her basket Knocks in the manager's door; Grooning to the muzak from a speaker in shoe rack Lays out her goods on the floor; Everything she's chosen is conveniently frozen. "eat it and come back for more!" Lady window shopper with a new one in the hopper Whips up a chemical brew; Croaking to a neighbour while she polishes a sabre Knows how to flavour a stew. Never need to worry with a tin of 'hurri curri': "poisoned especially for you!" No use to complain If you're caught out in the rain; Your mother's quite insane. Cat food cat food cat food again. Lady yellow stamper with a fillet in a hamper Dying to finish the course; Goodies for the table with a fable on the label Drowning in miracle sauce. Don't think i am that rude if i tell you that it's cat food, "not even fit for a horse!"