Paroles de la chanson Cato par Sleaford Mods

Like Cato waits yea yea
The fucking anxiety pushed up there
Like Suzi Quatro's hair
Like Cato waits for you to home yea

What's her hair like?
It's like this
What's her hair like?
You can't miss it

I'm squeezed in the lungs
From the middle to my eyes
I'm squeezed like some thumbs
In a medieval vice
I sound like a gravel pit
And I'm fucking on side

I'm squeezed like my plumbs
In a secret op's vice

What's her hair like?
It's like this
What's her hair like?
You can't miss... it

Cato, Cato
In there
Panic like a bastard
Panic over there

Cato, Cato
In there
Panic like a bastard
Suzi Quatro's hair

What's her hair like?
It's like this
What's her hair like?
You can't miss... it

You bring up a bar
Just in case but you know
He'll miss it quite far
Jump up and tread on your toe
The curtains go creak
So do the stairs
It's Cato
You panic so much
That you pull out your hair

You bring up a bar
Just in case but you know
He'll miss it quite far

Jump up and tread on your toe
The curtains go creak
So do the stairs
It's Cato
You panic so much
That you pull out your hair

What's her hair like?
It's like this
What's her hair like?
You can't miss... it

What's her hair like?
It's like this
What's her hair like?
You can't miss... it

Cato, Cato

Panic bastard
Cato

What's her hair like?
It's like this (Panic bastard)
What's her hair like?
You can't miss... it