Hey you I’m scratching on your door
My bowls half empty and I’m wanting some more
Its the middle of the night
But I decided I’d want to pick a fight
I gotta get my thrills
Hey you hey you
I’m going in for the kill
Hey you hey you
So I can get my fill
What’s this we have here
Is that something you hold dear?
Would be a shame for it to break everywhere
Are you hearing what I’m saying?
Cause I won’t tell you twice or you will be paying
I gotta get my thrills
Hey you hey you
I’m going in for the kill
Hey you hey you
So I can get my fill
I’m feeling so lonely
Won’t you come out and play with me
Alright
Okay
That’s fine
No I don’t mind
Hey so I’ll admit
That I’ve been quite the prick
I’ve only wanted to bite you just a bit
Unless you’d be into that
To show you I’m sorry i brought you a dead rat
I gotta get my thrills
Hey you hey you
Cause I’m going in for the kill
Hey you hey you
So I can get my fill
So I can get my fill
Meow
Post-punk in the Sonic Youth mold—melody covered by creeping fuzz, anchored by architectural rhythms, with lyrics both abstract and direct. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019