this city is overrun with stray cats...homeless...in packs...feral & scampering amidst the aqueducts...
i run with strange litters, baby,
i got mongrel in my mojo walk...
i run with strange litters, baby...
we got mongrel in the way we walk...
we were born to chase a living
in the shadows that we stalk...
i run with strays and tomcats, baby
holdin' down corners with my crew
i run with strays and tomcats, baby
holdin' down corners with my crew
we claim this ground as ours
so you better just be passin' through...
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