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Wetcat

This song is by Prick and appears on the album The Wreckard (2002).

You can't make her
She's a faker
Meaner than a wet cat
She's an incubator

You cut me up
Threw the pieces in the dumb waiter
That was old stuff
You'll believe me now
We are cattle, battle scared
A bronze medal of our fighting arms
You cry out like the devil
I send you to the queen of pain
When she criticized and sent you back
Our fate was sealed with that dispatch
My tired head said the other cheek

Disappeared

The meanest that I caught
You mean to say that I'm shallow
You think your parents went in through his head
Well, pardon me man you were in her
Not like today
You mean to say that I'm shallow
You think his parents went in through his head
Well, pardon me man you were in her space
Not like today

You can't make her
She's a faker
Meaner than a wet cat
She's an incubator

How long did you be deist this goal

You mean to say that I'm shallow
You think your parents went in through his
Pardon me man you were in her space
Not like today

You tyrants should have known
He caused a forward plan
It takes the greatest speaker
And where boys wont go
April town and she'll still show
The way you all will see it as I am
Feed me the queen of pain!

You can't hate her, she's a faker
How long
You mean to say that I'm shallow
You think your parents went in through his head
Well, pardon me man you were in her space
You mean to say that I'm shallow
You think your parents went in through his head
Well, pardon me man you were in her space
Not like today

You can't make her
She's a faker
Meaner than a wet cat
She's an incubator

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