Black Cat

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 The black cat firecracker 
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snapped back baseball cappin'
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 Cola-cola sippin' on the suds 
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wearing penny loafers.
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 His Sunday best ain't good enough
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 for the rest of the world.
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 Yet, he stands in line and 
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waits on his turn.

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 The complex, disconfigured man, 
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unassociated,
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 Agitated with the careful 
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investigator taking notes.
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 He slowly tiptoes towards the 
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dark.

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 Watercolor sunset painted before 
his eyes.
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 The gateway has been opened, to 
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the wonders of his mind.
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 He was a non-believer, now without 
a doubt.
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 He looks up at the clouds, the 
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chemical swirls fading in and out.

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 The peacekeeper drafted into 
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war, with a loaded rifle.
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 Unaware of consequences cold war
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 ended with a spaceship has kind 
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of shakers.
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 He has been programmed to believe
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 a lie.
 Yet, he stands there with a gun on 
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the front line.

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 Blood red color sunset, painted 
before his eyes.
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 The veil has been lifted, as he 
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watches his friends drop like flies.
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 He was a non-believer, now without 
a doubt.
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 He looks down at his paws, the 
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guts he had spluttered on the 
ground.

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 Yeah, yeah!
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 Yeah, yeah!
       Ab
 Yeah, yeah!
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 Yeah, yeah!

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 The family got the letter, it was 
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a message, clear and true.
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 The hero, he had fallen, for the 
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red, white, and blue.
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 He was a non-believer, now without 
a doubt.
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 His body lays six feet under the 
ground.
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 The black cat's nine lives, they 
ran out.

       Ab
 Yeah, yeah!
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 Yeah, yeah!
       Ab
 Yeah, yeah!
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 Yeah, yeah!