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A Night At The Schwarzer Kater

 

A Night At The Schwarzer Kater

(album: First Night Back In Port - 2017)


I hear drums are ringing in my head and ear
And the cry of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at Schwarzer Kater

Morning enters guns blazing
An' shatters the door to my shack
I wake up with a scream in my bed and
Meet a man with hair on his back

What did I do? Who are you? Where's my crew?
Why is my memory black?
Is it a coup? What's this god awful brew?
What's a dudelsack?

I hear drums are ringing in my head and ear
And the cry of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at the Schwarzer Kater

A black cat crosses the street
As I try to my last night unfold
The bearded monk approaches
And he hands me a pouch full of gold

What did I do? Who are you? Where's my crew?
Why is my memory black?
Is it a coup? What's this god awful brew?
What's a dudelsack?

I hear drums are ringing in my head and ear
And the cry of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at the Schwarzer Kater

What did I do? Who are you? Where's my crew?
The cat is crying meow!
A sound reminisced from the deepest abyss
And it sounds something like this

I hear drums are ringing in my head and ear
And the cry of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at the Schwarzer Kater

I hear drums are ringing in my head and ear
And the cry of dying cats are everywhere
I smell of wine and rum and cherry beer
From a night at the Schwarzer Kater

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