That White Cat
I see him through my window
The white neighbourhood cat marking my house
It's supposed to be my house
But I guess, according to cats, now it's his house
Mama told me: Things will leave you
They get broken, they get lost
The only thing you can trust
Is what you lived through
Mama, how 'bout when I die?
What do you hold onto? Hey
Ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Gotta go to work
To pay for that cat's house
For the red-corseted wasp
Who lives in the roof
For the family of possums
For the bugs who drink my blood
And the birds who eat those bugs
So that white cat can kill the birds
What do you hold onto? Hey
Ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya
Ya, ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya, ya-ya-ya
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ya, ya
Die Witte Kat
Ik zie hem door mijn raam
De witte buurtkat die mijn huis markeert
Het zou mijn huis moeten zijn
Maar ik denk, volgens katten, is het nu zijn huis
Mama zei: Dingen zullen je verlaten
Ze raken kapot, ze raken kwijt
Het enige dat je kunt vertrouwen
Is wat je hebt meegemaakt
Mama, wat als ik doodga?
Waar houd je je aan vast? Hé
Ja, ja-ja-ja-ja
Ja, ja-ja-ya, ja-ya
Ja-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ja, ja-ja-ja-ya
Ja, ja-ya-ya-ya
Ja, ja-ya-ya, ja-ya
Ja-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ja, ja-ya-ya-ya
Moet naar mijn werk
Om dat kattenhuis te betalen
Voor de rode corset-wesp
Die in het dak woont
Voor de familie opossums
Voor de beestjes die mijn bloed drinken
En de vogels die die beestjes eten
Zodat die witte kat de vogels kan doden
Waar houd je je aan vast? Hé
Ja-ya, ja-ya-ya-ya
Ja, ja
Ja, ja-ya-ya-ya
Ja, ja, ja-ya-ya
Ja-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Ja, ja