- Skin The Kat LYRICS

I was reading how to write

And I found out just tonight

That the bleeding commanded fright

And I don't know left from right

I was leading the ground to flight

And you sold me a granite kite

I was scheming the dark to light

And you told me that I might



I've got holes in my pockets, and money keeps falling out



I turned into an older man

And my youth left for a distant land

I was watching the smell turn bland

And the candy in my hand turned to poison, and purple sand

Put my head in the garbage can

Skin the kat (skin the kat)

Turn on the fan (turn on the fan)

Put the choice cuts in the pan



I've got holes in my pockets and money keeps falling out

I've got old gears and sprockets, I just can't keep turning out



*SOLO*



Shuck the ears, and wash the corn

Save my tears for your screech and scorn

Turn the knife, and punch the screw

What's a low rent slob to do



I've got holes in my pockets and money keeps falling out

I've got old gears and sprockets, I just can't keep turning out