Thought Industry - Fruitcake And Cider lyrics

Ye beware thy animals Thou art foul machines King Kong Bible (Toilet reader) Some people say there's something Wrong with me and the animal kingdom I tell them because they don't know We're being observed When you're at my apartment, don't pet them Don't let them know we're on to them And I tell my wife, "Madalin, don't let them in" It's not easy trying to convince People of the conspiracy At least the NRA believes me I say there's still a chance to pile them up A building sized mound of burning fur I decided to make a trip To Binder Park Zoo yesterday I threw letters into the cages saying "I know who you are Tell God to please leave me alone" I can't watch, I can't think, what's going wrong? The co*kroaches in my cupboard Are always smiling at me When I reach for the corned beef I can't read, I can't sleep What's going wrong? Even with my pets Dogs and cats among them 'Cause everybody knows pets Are just camcorders for God, staying close Watching and filming my actions Drunk in the bathroom Smiling in my car On the sidewalk asking for a cigarette Or even when I'm good Betrayed by my cat, I swear It's always my cat, always my cat