The Human Centipede

Every day when I get up
I get the bus from the same stop
I walk along the same road
But yesterday as I walked home
I saw him stood there small and unsafe
I should have left him to his fate
I thought for once I’d do what was right
And now everyone’s making threats on my life
I was only trying to help the cat
I was only trying to protect him
I knew that road would do him in so i put him somewhere
No one would find him
Now everybody wants to hurt me
Now everyone wants to make me bleed
Now everybody’s out to get me
They’ll turn me into the human centipede
The police won’t protect me
The state won’t protect me
My friends all disowned me
I can’t find any fucking sanctuary
I have to lock myself away in my room
I sleep beside a big broom
So that if they ever come inside
I can fight to stay alive
Now everyone thinks the cat's a hero
On me they're turning all De Niro
I'm about as popular as Myra Hindley
And all the kids they want to kill me
I live in fear everyday
No one understands it won't go away
I hate the press, Youtube, Facebook
OK Cupid, Twitter, the internet
But most of all I hate that cat