Salty Dogs

There’s an alley cat stalkin’ a fishbowl, there’s another one watchin’ the door

The mice are runnin’ in circles, they’re just tryin’ to even the score

The rats are loose in the Holland Tunnel, without an alibi

Amsterdam is burnin’, there’s smoke up in the sky

 

There’s a monster hidin’ in your closet, there’s another one under the bed

Your superhero nightlight can’t keep all the shadows fed

The nightmare’s here, there’s no escape, it’s not a lucid dream

Dracula is bitin’, it’s not too late to scream

 

Salty dogs in the catbird seat

Teachin’ all the children how to cheat

Suddenly your training winds up obsolete

Don’t you know you are what you eat?

 

There’s an anchorman changing the channel, there’s a weatherman calling for rain

The innocent tabloid reporter’s selling all of his secrets in vain

The monkeys are up inside the trees, stealin’ all the hats

Runnin’ all the tables just like Minnesota Fats

 

Barefoot bigshots in the street

Slippin’ rusty sneakers on their feet

Lockjaw never ruled out imminent deceit

Don’t you know you are what you eat?

 

There’s an immigrant stormin’ the castle, there’s another one stonin’ the king

Yellowjacket hyenas are looking for someone to sting

The hill’s on fire, you better run, the mountain’s gonna blow

Everybody’s dreamin’, there’s not that much to know

 

No one’s home in the Captain’s Suite

The devil doesn’t bother the elite

You can plant your garden, provided you’re discreet

Don’t you know you are what you eat?

 

Salty dogs in the catbird seat

Teachin’ all the children how to cheat

Suddenly your training winds up obsolete

Don’t you know you are what you eat?

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