South San Gabriel Predatory King Today
Johnson
Kittyphone, my morn has come
My Christmas in September sun
Ron, he will soon call just to take the fall and die.
Lick my arm and scrub my face
Contemplate and plot my chase
Show Ramon my stuff, the punk has taunted me enough.
He will let me out
I'll hide beneath the house and wait.
The dirt is cool beneath my paws
Darkness provides camouflage
The feeder brings him back
Unsuspecting of attack.
Some falls to the ground
He'll never guess that I'm around.
And it's so nice to be curious and free this way
And it's so good to be the Predatory King today.
Aaaah …
In a flash the blood runs fast
Can't undo that broken back
Feathers strewn about, his breath is getting short, running out.
Sad he lost his fight
But I know I'll sleep well tonight, tonight.
And it's so nice to be curious and free this way
And it's so good to be the Predatory King today.
Aaaah …
Sad he lost his fight
But I know I'll sleep well tonight, tonight.
