The cat sits in his box, the guitar  is all broken, when will they get fixed

The time is never, I got no money, spent it all on stupid things

When will I get better, lead a normal life, and spend time with all my friends

Why don’t I like going to gigs anymore, see all my friends, don’t like to go far

The cat sits in the window, the birds fly in the sky, he watches them intently

Will he catch them, he does and brings them in, the little shit