Got one great wish
A wriggling fish
Bottom feeding
That's just my thing
Very used to hand me down's
It's such a niche
It's catatonic, so it's not speaking,
Must be a snitch
I feel bad so I feel like I deserve something rich
So I go out walking into this bitch city
Found the boutique
Got to look chic
In the glass case
Feline mystique
Got to make some money for the House of Cats
It might be strange but far from funny in the House of Cats
The gold light makes the dim seem sunny
When I look back
At the House of Cats
At the House of Cats
At the House of Cats
Even now, in my mind
It's overkill, it's set to blind
Even though I can't find,
The master of this dead design
Even now, in my mind
It's hieroglyphics all the time
Even though I can't find,
The master of this dead design
Even my heart is open
In the House of Cats
What's lost cannot be broken
In the House of Cats
What's not cannot be spoken
In the House of Cats
In the House of Cats
In the House of Cats
In the House of Cats
Amazing Richmond rock band. Big noise with some interesting guitar work, thrown in with a dash of The Cure's dark sensibilities and some reverby haze. Ryan Micklos