Cat Fantastic

Red wine and tan lines
Colour our differences
You feel less satisfied
The more that you acquire
Black cabs and bar tabs
To help you get away
You feel quite justified
To feed your magpie's eyes

You'll be happy
When you're willing to share

Worn holes in old clothes
Wait for the hand-me-downs
Tethered, tangled and tied
The suit that fits too tight
Hide behind the breadline
Hunger howls our pockets dry
It should cripple your pride
To know others won't survive

We'll be happy
When we're willing to share

Gather the right minds
And slowly through time
All the right minds
(Ignoring patience that we lack)
Will inform the new minds
And likely in kind
All the new minds
Will in turn replace the old

We won't change you easily
Wait, ideals will be replaced

Red wine and tan lines
Colour our differences
An economic divide
This doesn't suit me fine