Beaverbrain/Kittyjesus Songtext
von Max Knouse

Rollin up your leisure with a beaver brain
Is not desire, not desire, not desire
I told them make the rim be the waterline
Groove of flush, groove of sunk, groove of floater
Sky is a skirt you climb And what′s the deal with sealion food
But you go there like a sealion
Turns in the sun
At and from, at and from, what they see
Hotdogs roasting on a rolling fire


Tell ya one, tell ya one, tell ya one
Once I drove out past the last gas station
Where they sell the cat condos
And their shadows like the killmind
Played in the dust
Kittyjesus woulda hung happily
Floorplan, mazehome, end of the line
Well I'm not much of a cat guy, but if you are, God bless