"His Master's Voice" The Multiple Cat

I can’t understand a word you’re saying
Your buzzing mission is a game you’re playing in my mind
You know it happens all the time

Sometimes I listen and the world starts swaying
Your blessed kisses to my eyes I’m praying for a life
You know I’ve got to have a life

And every time the day turns into night you’ll be coming home
You’ll be right a home

Curses wishes calls and crimes you ask me
The kind of things you want are just so taxing I could cry
You know I really want to cry

All histories are mysteries you’re claiming
I know the stories and the truths are shaking like lies
You know I really got to fly

And in and out the corners of my mind
Trapped inside the prison of design
Deep inside the fortress of my hide
I can stay too long
I can’t stay too long