Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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Don't you know that I'm a gangster of love?

Let me tell you people that I found a new way

And I'm tired of all this talk about love

And the same old story with a new set of words

About the good and the bad and the poor

And the time's keep on changin'

So I'm keepin' on top

Of every fat cat who walks through my door

I'm a space cowboy

Bet you weren't ready for that

I'm a space cowboy

I'm sure you know where it's at

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was born on this rock

And I've been travelin' through space

Since the moment I first realized

What all you fast talkin' cats would do if you could

You know, I'm ready for the final surprise

There ain't no way around it

Ain't nothing to say

That's gonna satisfy my soul deep inside

All the prayers and surveyors

Keep the whole place uptight

While it keeps on gettin' darker outside

I'm a space cowboy

Bet you weren't ready for that

I'm a space cowboy

I'm sure you know where it's at

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I see the showdowns, slowdowns, lost and found, turn arounds

The boys in the military shirts

I keep my eyes on the prize, on the long fallen skies

And I don't let my friends get hurt

All you back room schemers, small trip dreamers

Better find something new to say

'Cause you're the same old story

It's the same old crime

And you got some heavy dues to pay

I'm a space cowboy