"Here Come The Cats" lyrics

(I know it's somewhere)
(Somewhere)

If you're looking for the old house, this is the way
Call me on a Sunday, baby, tell me to stay
Walk me off a cliff as you float in the air
And I'll fall straight down while I reach for your hair
You should've been the rainstorm, I'd have been dirt
We'da washed away and sunk deep in the earth
But, no, I was a dog and you were a rat
Oh, here come the cats

So blow me like a Kennedy, burn like the sun
I will be the bullet, baby, you'll be the gun
Rock me like a senator, kidnap the judge
But you're gonna have to torture me to shut me up
Here come the cats
Run, little rat
Here come the cats
Run, little rat

You can play the landslide, I can play dead
We can toss around all the knives in your head
Jesus will come back and he'll set us on fire
And you and I will sing again (Ah)
I can still remember you sitting in the kitchen
Laughing in the distance, darling
I shouldn't miss it, but it used to thrill me
I guess I miss it, you exist to kill me
So lock me up and toss the key
Wash away your sins at Mass
Little rats might set you free, but
Here come the cats

So blow me like a Kennedy, burn like the sun
I will be the bullet, baby, you'll be the gun
Rock me like a senator, kidnap the judge
But you're gonna have to torture me to shut me up
Here come the cats
Run, little rat
Here come the cats
Run, little rat

(Any second now)
(I think they're almost here)