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 And 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 and waving Cheering and waving Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis But it got edited f**ed 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 and a little naive I twitch and I 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 It must have got mixed up Strangled, beaten up I got myxomatosis I got myxomatosis "I don't know why I feel so tongue-tied"