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about
This song was the first one that we wrote together after Roger had joined us. It is about the common fear that your pet dog or cat will be abducted and used for cosmetic testing.
lyrics
She's been missing for quite a long time
Stuck up posters, call the helpline
Is something untoward?
No-one claimed the reward
Been observiing baby closely
They come out at night, mostly
They press gang my best friend
To find a cure for split ends
I console myself in the knowledge that she gave her life to science
Holed up in laboratories so the human race might triumph
But that lipstick sure looks good on you
When I dwell on the mystery
my mind races away with me
Been awake all night
Was it a drunken cab, was it a rabbid cat fight?
I console myself with the fact that life is mostly pointless
I console myself by thinking of the time you broke your leg
Maybe you still have eight lives left
I can only sell so many of your things on Ebay
Will the day come when she returns?
Only time will tell
But when I hit the bars I get the feeling she is with me
Every tuesday night there's time to kill
