Lirik Lagu Metaphysical Cat - Dory Previn
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"‘scuse me, ‘scuse me, ‘scuse me""what, what, what!""i got this vision in my head of a metaphysical cat""oh that - forget it!""forget what?""what's the difference? it goes on, the bomb goes offthe bomb goes boom"i got this vision in my headof a metaphysical catshe can't do miraclesand tough stuff like thatsince her spiritual talent as suchis not too muchi haven't found my faithor thrown away my crutchlord, she looks like she might have been manufactured in Akronher fur ain't fur, it is 40% Dacronbut that ectoplasmic cat she's my spiritual mamawith her tupperware eyes and her fake-fur pajamasshe got four left pawsno clout, no clawsbut she walks with me‘neath explosions in the skyand she talks with meabout presidents who lieand she guides me ‘cross the panic plainwhen i get manicshe lives in the back of my braini got this vision in my headshe's a metaphysical bluffshe can't prognosticaterate our fate or any of that high-rate stuffshe's rough, she's toughshe's didn't just appear on a cosmic breezefrom some burnt-out, hyped-up supernova beyond the Pleiadesthat metaphysical catshe ain't some quaint saintor mythical ancient queenknow what i mean?her predictions are as accurate as people magazinebut she walks with me past apartheid and paradesand she talks with me about protestations against the United Nationspro-radical, anti-liberal political paradesand she cries with me about my best friendwho got so sick so quick and went and died of AIDSshe gets me through this twenty-first worst century painwhen she lives in the back of my brainhey hey, look, I know, as visions gomine is minor, half way, way beyond total manicyet so semi-mundane she could never be in a bookby Shirley Maclainebut she gets me through the dreckthe used car wreckdemons in the drainthe nuclear waste
