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Red Cat Yellow Cat by Say Anything
Red Cat Yellow Cat
Intro/ Main Verse
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Until
..Theese are my friends..
*Chorus*
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D|-2---x4 5--x4--------------------------------| x2
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Then repeat main verse and chorus throughout the rest of the song, you should be able 2 hear whats which.
i watch my yellow cat invade my red cat in the yard.
the feline war has raged for years so i assume it'd be too hard for me to drive my foot between them.
i would never risk the scratch.
just to prove to one or both of them a cat is just a cat.
again, i watch my cousin greg watch mtv inside his home.
he makes fun of the hiphop videos from the couch he rides alone.
and in the cushion of his cackling, he forgets his looming doubts.
he has relied on this for years.
you will not yank the carpet out.
no, no.
i watch this dude each night -- same table -- who creates and crumples up.
his eyes are wide from sipping endlessly his endless coffee cup.
he feeds me quotes, that noble goat.
i watch him grazing by himself.
i will not stop him when he rambles.
i've got money and my health.
my friend is bugged, shot up with drugs.
he loves this girl he hardly knows.
all that he wants is to see someone he respects without their clothes.
so like some hybrid mother-slash-lover, she'd soothe and heal his wounds.
kiss those dying ears, "so, softy".
then the reaper starts to swoon.
oh please.
yellow cat/red cat.
hey hey.
i watch my neighbor's son play with his shotgun in the street.
i think i'll blaze all day and marvel at the mass of food i eat.
it's strange; i'm healthy when i'm standing, but i've got belly when i sit.
and if i'm truly so enlightened, why'd i waste your time on it?
as i look back at all these crossroads and the middle where i stay...
...right up the beaten path to boredom where the fakest fucks get laid...
...by the faux-finest finds, it's been that way.
goddamn you.
how you stay.
with every scummy, crummy hour of the scummy crummy day.
hey. hey.
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