Kevin Bloody Wilson

That Fuckin Cats Back

Kevin Bloody Wilson

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[Riff 1]
    E                              A         
I WAS PISSED AND DISORDERLY, AGAIN LAST FRIDAY NIGHT
    B                                      E  
I GOT THROWN OUT OF THE PUB JUST AFTER NINE
    E  
IT’S NOT THE FIRST TIME THAT IT’S HAPPENED
    A                         B                                       E  
BUT IF I REMEMBER RIGHT, I THINK THEY CAUGHT ME PISSING IN THE FIRE

                                    A  
WALTZIN' TRIPPIN' TO THE CAR PARK, TOOK A SHORT CUT DOWN A LANE
    B                                       E  
WHEN A FUCKING CAT JUMPED OUT A RUBBISH TIN
                                        A  
SO I PICKED THE CUNT UP BY ITS TAIL ,AND LOOKED HIM UP AND DOWN
       B                                             E  
NOW FANCY THROWING AWAY A PERFECTLY GOOD CAT LIKE him


[CHORUS]

  A                      D       A                 E  
BUT THAT FUCKIN' CATS BACK, NOW HOW'D HE DO THAT
  E                                                    A               B          
I SLAMMED ME FOOT RIGHT UP HIS BUM AND KICKED THE CUNT TO KINGDOM COME
  A                                          B              E  
NOW WHERE THE FUCK DID HE COME FROM THAT FUCKING CATS BACK


[Riff 2]

I took all the back streets, going home that night, 
Cause I didn’t wanna end up in the can
And I’d just turned into my street after stopping at the lights
When some big prick went and trodded on me hand
I finally got to my place, and tripped ass up on the lawn
Then I spewed me guts up on the cat 
I remember eating peanuts and a soggy pie with sauce
But I’m fucked if I remember eating that

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[Riff 3]

I slipped in beside me misses, the wrong way up in bed
With me feet where me head was supposed to be
I thought her bed socks where her nightcap 
And her knee caps where her tits
But her rotten breath still smelt the same to me
And I just crashed like that till morning
The wrong way up in bed
And Christ I had the horrors when i woke
I though me missus snatch was that fucking cat again
And worse than that some cunt had cut its throat

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