Remove AdsLiteralHat - Worry cat
F#m E D ALife of a worry-cat, sorry-cat blues
F#m E AClaws hung up on the post, contract's overdue
F#m E D AThrough slitted eyes, these papers all seem the same
F#m E ABut kitty cat's still signing his worthless name
F#m E D ALife of a worry-cat, sorry-cat hold on that
F#m E AThought that you're small and invisible
F#m E D ACrystal spheres full of stars and no places to run
F#m E AJust stand there with a gaze irresistible
F#m E D AWorry-cat blues come in living bills
F#m E AYou know your brother in law makes 7 whole figures
F#m E D AMaybe I could get there with a little overtime
F#m E AAs long as we're cracked we're already floating
F#m E D ASorry cat, worry that I couldn't afford
F#m E AThe lights are flickering out and the roaches are wakened
F#m E D ABut we already get it, you're worth so much more
F#m E AWith triple insulation and marble floors
F#m E D ALife of a worry-cat, sorry-cat hold on that
F#m E AThought that you're small and invisible
F#m E D ACrystal spheres full of stars and no places to run
F#m E AJust stand there with a gaze irresistible
F#m E D ALeap with your fullest grace
F#m E AAway from blocks of enterprise you should've hate
F#m E D AYour fault in the first place
F#m E AThat you didn't spring 'till now, but it's not too late
F#m E D AA rat race game to the end, in the end where glory yells and calls
F#m E AYou'll make it through to the end, in the end where nothing matters at all
F#m E D ALife of a poppy-cat, candy-cat blues
F#m E AWish I took the chance but I hadn't nothing to lose
F#m E D AMyself in minty dried pastures and mountains of booze
F#m E AThe world could nuke itself and make for such a spirited view
F#m E D ALife of a worry-cat, sorry-cat finding plateaus
F#m E AIn your work unacceptable
F#m A7 D APerformance reviews identically say
F#m A7 D AThat your podium in life is replaceable
F#m A7 D ALife of the worry-cat, copy-cat fight for the
F#m A7 D AFact that you're worth more than a decimal
F#m A7 D AComplain about grey numbers on a gridded plane
F#m A7 D ARose tinted turns the green into rich champange
F#m D A7Life of a worry-cat, copy-cat blues
D A F#mChain up your tie and take abuse
B E ACuz' even if he wanted to roar
F#m B E AFor a raise he didn't think he deserved it before
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