"The Many and the Few" as written by and Jamie/herbert Lidderdale....
In the cracks of the street
You'll be hearing all the tracks of the street
In the hole of the plan
You'll be feeling all the shit from the fan
All the cats on the scene
Can't stop licking and it's
Curdling the cream

All you kitty cats
Crawling up the slats
Won't you lick it up
Lap it up

There's a rattling
From the tins
And a battle
Rising up from the bins
So what you read?
What you fed?
Broken bread everywhere that I tread
All the cats on the scene
Can't stop licking and it's
Curdling the cream

All you kitty cats
Crawling up the slats
Won't you lick it up
Lap it up

Broken bread
You leave me broken.


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