Lyrics: King Crimson. Cat Food.

Lady Supermarket with an apple in her basket
Knocks in the manager's door
Grooning to the muzak from a speaker in shoe rack
Lays out her goods on the floor
Everything she's chosen is conveniently frozen
Eat it and come back for more

Lady Window Shopper with a new one in the hopper
Whips up a chemical brew
Croaking to a neighbor while she polishes a saber
Knows how to flavor a stew
Never need to worry with a tin of 'Hurri Curri'
Poisoned especially for you

No use to complain
If you're caught out in the rain
Your mother's quite insane
Cat food, cat food, cat food again

No use to complain
If you're caught out in the rain
Your mother's quite insane
Cat food, cat food, cat food again

Lady Yellow Stamper with a fillet in a hamper
Dying to finish the course
Goodies for the table with a fable on the label
Drowning in miracle sauce
Don't think I am that rude if I tell you that it's cat food
Not even fit for a horse