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In the cracks of the street
You'll be hearing all the tracks of the street
In the hole of the plan
You'll be feeling all the shit from the fan
All the cats on the scene
Can't stop licking
And it's curdling the cream
All you kitty cats
Crawling up the slats
Won't you lick it up
Lap it up
There's a rattling from the tins
And a battle rising up from the bins
So what you read? What you fed?
Broken bread everywhere that I tread
All the cats on the scene
Can't stop licking
And it's curdling the cream
All you kitty cats
Crawling up the slats
Won't you lick it up
Lap it up
Broken bread
You leave me broken