Don't Hector the Safety Cat Songtext
von Damian Cowell’s Disco Machine

You might love your spontaneity
It′s your brand, your vision, your mission
You might think change means opportunity
Cos you base jump the sheer face of life's decisions
Your world is one great big TAB
Except no butts in the pot plants and no ones in track pants
You might be all that but
No, Don′t Hector The Safety Cat
No, Don't Hector The Safety Cat
You're it and a bit there′s no doubt about that but
No, Don′t Hector The Safety Cat
Your neighbourhood's been gentrified
You reckon it′s lost that gritty working class factor
As you write your blog my city has died
Based on the views of you and your friends who're all writers and actors
You might just be a little snide
About the suburban tundra in it′s alien wonder
But there's one caveat
No, Don′t Hector The Safety Cat
No, Don't Hector The Safety Cat Where you is, is where it's at but
No, Don′t Hector The Safety Cat
Looks three ways before he crosses the street
Works a job he hates just to make ends meet
Doesn′t stay up late cos he needs his sleep
Oh there's not so beaten path as that which leads the critic to the safety cat
Well, you think might think suburbia′s for real
You might think he's a hamster on a wheel
Worker drone who cannot think or feel
But I say physician heal thyself
You too follow rules
There′s nothing as conservative as cool
Your every thought, your whole world view is exactly what we expect from you, so
No, Don't Hector The Safety Cat
No, Don′t Hector The Safety Cat
No, Don't Hector The Safety Cat
No, Don't Hector The Safety Cat
Walk straight across the road
Don′t run