Basscat Groove

Soft paws

on the

wooden floor Prowling past the heavy

door (purrr)

Creeping through the speaker stack Jet fur and a velvet back Twitching

whiskers to the low rumble

Watching all the plaster crumble

Stalking down the bassline

Curled up near the woofer cone Making this dark room a home

Ready for the leap

In the cat bass room

Feel the heavy timber shake

In the cat bass room

Keeping every soul awake

(prowl now, stomp now)

Tail flicking right on time Chasing every lower chime

Golden eyes against the black Never jumping off the track

Head nodding in the pocket

Eyes wide in the dim warm glow

Nothing exists but the low (meow)

In the cat bass room

Feel the heavy timber shake

In the cat bass room

Keeping every soul awake

(shake the floor!)

Curling up to sleep

While the subs still sweep (purrr)