LYRICS
作词 : Peter Sinfield
作曲 : Robert Fripp/Ian McDonald
Lady supermarket with an apple in her basket
Knocks in the manager's door;
Grooning to the muzak from a speaker in shoe rack
Lays out her goods on the floor;
Everything she's chosen is conveniently frozen.
"eat it and come back for more!"
Lady window shopper with a new one in the hopper
Whips up a chemical brew;
Croaking to a neighbour while she polishes a sabre
Knows how to flavour a stew.
Never need to worry with a tin of 'hurri curri':
"poisoned especially for you!"
[00:57.39]No use to complain
[00:59.89]If you're caught out in the rain;
[01:02.86]Your mother's quite insane.
[01:06.15]Cat food cat food cat food again.
Lady yellow stamper with a fillet in a hamper
Dying to finish the course;
Goodies for the table with a fable on the label
Drowning in miracle sauce.
Don't think i am that rude if i tell you that it's cat food,
"not even fit for a horse!"