The Cat In The Hat Has A Right To Sing The Blues Songtext
von The World/Inferno Friendship Society

The feds are after this cat in the hat
And he wants to hide out in our house
What do you say?
What do you say?
Hey! That′s a great question!
Why ruin it with an answer?
Yeah this place has a stained reputation
It might be time for a permanent vacation
Everyone is going mad
I thought casually
I've lived through oblivion pauses
Not a man of the bosses, me


Another year for your happy warrior friends
The problem with being a saint is that you have to be dead
Now the clouds have meaning
Have I agreed to anything of the sorts? I′m not listening
Never bequeath your claws or your teeth
My mother was a teacher and my dad was a thief
I will acquit myself as to my rank
I always am myself but I will never be frank

The feds are after this cat in the hat
And he has the right to sing the blues
We are gonna help him out, 'cause that's what you do
Which poses a good question, I have an answer
Gotta make a call for a fake ID
Gonna need some cash, better plan a robbery
The whole world is going mad, I thought seriously
What does that mean for you and me?

Another year for your anarchist friends
The problem with sainthood is that you have to be dead
Now the clouds have meaning
Have I agreed to anything? You′re not listening!
Never bequeath your claws or your teeth
My mother was a teacher and my dad was a thief
I will acquit myself as my rank
I always am myself and I will never be frank


Another year for your happy warrior friends
(Less talking, more kissing, I′m not listening)
If you don't get my e-mail then it means I′m dead
Now the clouds have meaning
(Less talking, more kissing, I'm not listening)
I don′t agree to anything and I'm not listening
Never bequeath your claws or your teeth
(Less talking, more kissing, I′m not listening)
My mother was a teacher and my dad was a thief

Good luck with your border crossing after your next vacation!