Cat Food — текст песни (King Crimson)

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 neighbour while she polishes a sabre
Knows how to flavour 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.

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!