That Fucking Cat's Back Lyrics

Kevin Bloody Wilson

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I was pissed and disorderly again last Friday night
I got thrown out of the pub just after nine
It's not the first time that 'hat's happened but if I remember right
I think they caught me pissing in the fire

Waltzin' trippin' to the car park, took a short cut down the lane,
When a fuckin' cat jumped out a rubbish bin.
So I picked the cunt up by the tail and looked him up and down
Fancy throwing away a perfectly good cat like him

But that fuckin' cat's back, now how did he do that
I slammed me foot right up his bum and kicked the cunt to kingdom come
Now where the fuck did he come from, that fuckin' cat's back

That fucking cat's back
That fucking cat's back

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 trod all on me hand

But I finally got to my place and tripped arse up on the lawn
And then I spewed me guts up on the cat
I remember eating peanuts and a crusty pie with sauce
But I'm fucked if I remember eating that

And that fuckin' cat's back, now how did he do that
I slammed me foot right up his bum and kicked the cunt to kingdom come
Now where the fuck did he come from, that fuckin' cat's back

That fucking cat's back
That fucking cat's back

I slipped in besides my missus, the wrong way up in bed
With my feet where my head was supposed to be
I thought her bedsocks were her nightcap and her kneecaps were 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 thought my missus snatch was that fuckin' cat again
And worse than that some cunt had cut its throat

But that fuckin' cat's back, now how did he do that
I slammed me foot right up his bum and kicked the cunt to kingdom come
Now where the fuck did he come from, that fuckin' cat's back

That fucking cat's back
That fucking cat's back

Fuckin' little prick, where the fuck did he come from, get him out of here, fuckin' things haunting me, get rid of the prick!
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