Fit to drop de Cats Are Aliens

Not until you're older
mommy's little sunshine
mommy's special treasure
proper little einstein
such a rosy future
speaking relativitiy
Record in a folder
rectum full of sunshine
mommy's little soldier
shooting in the mainline
such a pretty picture
hanging in the gallery
But if you break ranks to save face
two more will take your place
don't need you, won't miss you
and if you lay down, play dead
they check with bayonets
the nature of nature is all, is all gone to pot
Tearing down the posters
eva herzigova and anna kournikova
single days are over
chewing with the neighbours
skipping with the ball and chain
Picking through the embers
desperate to remember
the youthful optimist of a decade this november
double days are over
years have gurgled down the drain
But if you break ranks to save face
two more will take your place
don't need you, won't miss you
and if you lay down, play dead
they check with bayonets
the nature of nature is all, is all gone to pot
and i feel, i feel fit to drop
And if you break ranks to save face
two more will take your place
don't need you, won't miss you
and if you lay down, play dead
they check with bayonets
the nature of nature is all, is all gone to pot
Vacant sunken eyeball
looking for a handout
for a suit of armour
white knight in a raincoat
if you smell defeat
ride off on your trusty steed
Nothing to be scared of
just a little daylight
coffin-dodger vampire
rabbit in the headlight
i've got to get a grip
i've got to get over this
But it's all, it's all gone to pot
and i feel, i feel fit to drop
it's all, it's all gone to pot
and i feel, i feel fit to drop.