Song: Flat Tin Roof

Artist
Track Number
7
Release Date
2:16
125 bpm
4/4
G
Description

Observational song about some kerfuffles between man and beasts.

There's a cat on a hot tin roof

And it's looking right at me

Curly-Q, tail in a loop

It's all that I can see

 

Try to move, make my escape

Its eyes follow my every step

Claws drawn, teeth bared, locked in a stare

I think it's bound to go down right now

 

There's a dog on a flat tin roof

Its fur as white as the snow

Eyes wide, ears in the air

How it got there, I don't know

 

Trapped again, I look around

Quiet pierced by a wicked growl

A canine conflict rears its ugly head

As the predator begins to howl