Ahem. This is about a black cat leading her random and disorganized army to war against a tribe of cheese-crazed rats. You never would have guessed, I bet.
A lusterless raven
is sitting on a lamppost, crying, "help!"
Our soldiers are falling
just like paper napkins
in the sink.
Come have a drink
as we march through the night.
Listen to the mighty tigress
who's only got a single life left
but this
life will stand for freedom
happiness and liberty
justice and prosperity
and
she's still a tigress.
Our feet are crying
for the marching
to be cut in half.
The enemies are lying
behind the doors
but I can hear them laugh.
Wish I was deaf
as they push me ahead.
Listen to the mighty warrior
who's come back with stories for her of
endless nights and stormy weather
and a boat sunk by a feather
and
she's still a warrior.
The clocks are going backwards
and the beds are getting full.
Half of us were missing
when the captain took the role.
I wish that I was home at last and
lying on my side
but as near as I can guess it
I guess I've already died.
A lusterless raven
gently ties his napkin 'round his neck
someday we might be heroes
but so far it hasn't happened yet.
Just don't forget
the soldiers you love.
Listen to the mighty tigress
who's only got a single life left
but this
life will stand for freedom
happiness and liberty
justice and prosperity
and
she's still a tigress.
:D:D
