Entering Grey Gardens Songtext
von Grey Gardens Company
Entering Grey Gardens Songtext
When hedges hide the world away
Edie!
And shadows blur the time of day (Edie!)
I′m feeding the cats!
When cans of cat food are pate
You're entering Grey Gardens
Liver pate? You have to make it!
I can′t make it!
When am I gonna get out of here?
The musty smell of feline fur
The dusty marks where pictures were
The vermin in the furniture
You're entering Grey Gardens (Edie!)
The ceiling sags, the stairway creaks
The faucet drips, the toilet leaks
The crumbling walls
The broken clocks
It's like a twenty-eight-room litterbox
One hundred fifty windowsills
To catch a wink or two
And that′s Grey Gardens from a cat′s-eye view
I'll die if I don′t eat! (Meow)
I found your pate, Mother darling
(Yow)
I think it's pate. The label is faded
Is it pate, or is it giblets for the cats?
Meow (meow) meow
The fog rolls in and there it stays
It suffocates the house in haze
From room to room it drifts about
And nobody except a cat gets out
A haven from a callous world
With no one saying "Shoo!"
And that′s Grey Gardens from a cat's-eye view
I may die with this diet
I don′t like it at all (meow)
Ever since you started trying to lose weight
You've been impossible (meow)
I'm not gaining it back (row)
Starve yourself, ducky! (Meow!)
Here′s your pate, mother darling
Meow!
Edie!
And shadows blur the time of day (Edie!)
I′m feeding the cats!
When cans of cat food are pate
You're entering Grey Gardens
Liver pate? You have to make it!
I can′t make it!
When am I gonna get out of here?
The musty smell of feline fur
The dusty marks where pictures were
The vermin in the furniture
You're entering Grey Gardens (Edie!)
The ceiling sags, the stairway creaks
The faucet drips, the toilet leaks
The crumbling walls
The broken clocks
It's like a twenty-eight-room litterbox
One hundred fifty windowsills
To catch a wink or two
And that′s Grey Gardens from a cat′s-eye view
I'll die if I don′t eat! (Meow)
I found your pate, Mother darling
(Yow)
I think it's pate. The label is faded
Is it pate, or is it giblets for the cats?
Meow (meow) meow
The fog rolls in and there it stays
It suffocates the house in haze
From room to room it drifts about
And nobody except a cat gets out
A haven from a callous world
With no one saying "Shoo!"
And that′s Grey Gardens from a cat's-eye view
I may die with this diet
I don′t like it at all (meow)
Ever since you started trying to lose weight
You've been impossible (meow)
I'm not gaining it back (row)
Starve yourself, ducky! (Meow!)
Here′s your pate, mother darling
Meow!
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