See that cat down on her back. See that cat down on her back.

NOVE ANNI, NOVE ANNI

SEASON FINALE

I know dark clouds will gather 'round me, I know my way is hard and steep.

Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning, I sit around

One minute she says she's gone to get the cat in. The next thing I know she's mumbling in Latin, she cut the stars out of the sky and baked them in a pie

I seen a woman, standing in the snow, she was silent as she watched them take her man

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat, just a rhyme without a reason. Never ending maze, drift on numbered days, now your life is out of season

I'm waking up in the noontime sun, the late night show is not for everyone

The boy is like a tape loop. The boy is like a uh-uh