Tom Milsom - Catsongs I (Livia Remembered) lyrics

Live your life in fur and whiskers Fourteen years on four small paws Ate the heads and left the bodies Of the victims of your claws I poked you and you scratched me Each claw like a tiny knife And through it all I shared with you Some of the best times in my life Last year dead, year before alive This year, still dead. Sad Your indifference to that puppy Selling bog roll on the telly Made me love you so I didn't care That your breath was smelly Your little kidneys couldn't Handle it no more Not unlike Pope John Paul II Be he had fewer paws You were not that religious Also unlike Pope John Paul And he lived in the Vatican But you had never been there At all, oh at all This year dead, year before alive This year, still dead. Sad