Burton Tucker Marks

Cats Are Aliens

You push it in and pull it out and then you go

You only pause to dry between your little toes

Under the skin, worming about

Nothing to keep the vermin out

But tambourines and happy-clappy Folk 'n' Roll



Ahh...



Nobody wanted you there

The dick swinging balls in the air

We all know you iron your hair

Nobody wanted you there

You'll have to go



O.T.S.S., only the strong

It isn't clear whose side you're on

It's just a line, Dazed and Confused

But since you ask, I'm not even bruised

And we all know which one is me

But who are you?



Ahh...



Nobody wanted you there

You'll have to go

We pulled up the flowers in our hair

And you'll have to cope



(You'll have to cope)

I may be sailing in the dark

The only loner on the Ark

But somewhere on your Bon Voyage you lost your soul.

And now with eyes just like a shark's

You write for Burton/Tucker/Marks

At rainbow's end

Our former friend

We told you so.



Nobody wanted you there

You'll have to go

We pulled up the flowers in our hair

And you'll have to cope.