Tails and Schemes
Yeah,
welcome to the neighborhood block Where four legs trot and the tails
don't stop We talking fur,
we talking brains Smart little creatures driving humans insane
Check the story...
Sun hits the blind,
6 AM on the clock Before my alarm hits,
I hear a small knock It’s Barnaby,
the golden, tail thumping the floor
Leash in his mouth sitting right by the door See,
dogs are the realest,
man’s ultimate friend
Riding shotgun with you straight to the end He knows when I'm
down, puts his chin on my knee Understanding every word like he
got a degree
Smart as a whip,
learned to open the gate
Fetches the paper, never showing up late Always down for the team,
always guarding the yard A four-legged brother playing bodyguard
Dogs and cats, yeah they cuter than most
Running the house from the coast to the coast
One is your wingman,
loyal and true
The other’s a mastermind looking at you!
Paws on the carpet,
claws in the couch Smart little buddies,
no room for a frown Yeah,
we love 'em both when the sun goes down!
Now step in the kitchen,
meet Cleo the cat
Perched on the fridge like a monarch at that
Whiskers real sharp, eyes green as a gem She looks at us
humans like she’s ruling over them
Cute as a button when she curls in a ball But loyal
to someone? Nah, no one at all!
She’s a mercenary soul with a purr and a stride Only sticking
around for the salmon inside I call out her name,
she just stares at the wall
Acts like she didn't hear my voice at all But don't get
it twisted, her brain is elite She cracked open cabinets to steal
a quick treat!
One night in the dark,
a mysterious sound
Barnaby barked and he stood up his ground
Cleo had picked at the latch on the shelf Knocked down the
kibble to feed for herself!
Barnaby looked up, bewildered and shocked While Cleo just walked off,
her tail fully locked Outsmarted the system,
no loyalty shown Just a feline queen sitting high on her throne!
Dogs and cats, yeah they cuter than most
Running the house from the coast to the coast
One is your wingman,
loyal and true
The other’s a mastermind looking at you!
Paws on the carpet,
claws in the couch Smart little buddies,
no room for a frown Yeah,
we love 'em both when the sun goes down!
So shoutout to the pups who will ride through the storm And
shoutout to the cats keeping window sills warm One gives his heart,
one is playing a game Different vibe,
different vibe, but we love 'em the same Barnaby,
sit!
Cleo...
whatever, do your thing
Peace!