cats without claws
summer, donna
spirits fly high and the sparks fly low
and the cats are all creeping out the back door slow
they're headed for cool street on the main line
and here comes that joe serpentine
the life of a cat can leave you far behind
they're just cats without claws
when everyone else is around
there's always someone out there
you're sitting on the fence crying out to the moon
the day goes by too fast and the night comes too soon
you bet your life and you sell your soul
give it all up for beggar's gold
and the hidden city has its own laws
produces a species cats without claws
they're just cats without claws
they're just cats without claws
singing songs in a melody
and the streets are full of pain
specially when it's calling out your name
it's hard on the one who doesn't sacrifice
the things the world has to offer nice
it'll take your heart and it'll steal your mind
they're just cats without claws
they're just cats without claws