CAT-A-WALL 2

	For A Feline View of the world
	"CATS-EYE"
October 1999	The On-Line Magazine By Cats For Cats	Issue 2

Howling 'Silk' Jefferson
Presents:

THE
CAT-A-WALL
CLUB

Good Evening Cats, and welcome Back To The Catawall Club.
The Club for Cool Cats to Hang out in and Listen to What's Happening.

Tonight for you're entertainment we have our small residential band 'Silk and the Wailers' Consisting of:
On Percussion: Shonie 'Two Toms' Saint,
On Brass and Mouse Organ: Freyja 'The Diva' Dippe
And on Vocals: Yours Truly 'Howling' Silk Jefferson.

We would like to do a couple of numbers for ya. Starting with a Twelve Bar Blues Entitled:

'The Blunt Claw Blues.'

Oh I woke up this Mornin',
With a strange tingling in my paws,
Yeah, When I woke up this Mornin'
Had a strange tingling in my paws. (Yeah it sure felt weird!)
Looks like when I was sleepin'
Someone went and clipped my claws. (Yes they did!)

So I walked up to my scratch post,
But that post it was too old.
Yeah I went up to my scratch post,
But that poor post, It was too old. (It weren't just old, it was ancient)
As soon as I started on it,
All the carpet came unfurled.(It Just fell to pieces)

So I started on an armchair,
And Boy did it feel good.
Yeah!, I Started workin' on that armchair,
And Boy did it feeeel good.(Just like I knew it would)
But pretty soon all that nice upholstery,
Was just some sticks of wood. (They don't make them like they used to.)

So then I used the Sofa
And the front door, painted red.
Yeah, So then I used the Sofa,
And the Front door, Painted Red. (Not no more it ain't)
See all this furniture I'm wreckin',
Just to try and get an edge (Just gotta sharpen those claws)

Now that I've got my claws back,
Ain't got the blues no more.
Yeah, Now I got my claws back,
I ain't got the blues no more. (Can't say the same for my 'Tin Openers though)
See if they come near me with those clippers.
They'll find out, what Cats' claws are for.

Next we have a little Jazz/Blues Number Ya might recognize It's called:

Big Bad Bill

Oh, Way out yonder in Louisville,
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill (I Wants to tell ya!)
Oh! He was rough and tough, Liked to strut his stuff.
Had the whole Town scared to death,
When he walked by, they all held their breath.
He was a fighting Tom sure enough.

Then the Vet caught him with the knife,
Now he leads a different life.
Yeah!
So, Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now.
That Vet's gone and changed him somehow.
He's the Cat the Town used to fear,
Now they all call him 'Sweet Fluffy Willie Dear.'
Stronger than 'Samson' I declares.
'Till that little operation, docked his wares.

Big Bad Bill don't fight anymore.
You'll find him sleeping, up upon that wall.
Used to go out huntin', looking for a fight,
Now he'd rather hit that duvet every-night.
Yeah, Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now….

(Solos)

Big Bad Bill don't fight anymore. (Oh, No, No.)
You'll find him sleeping, up upon that wall.(Looking for his ...)
Used to go out huntin', looking for a fight,
Now he'd rather hit that duvet every-night.
Yeah, Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now….

Thank you.
Err. We changed it a little bit!

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"CATS-EYE"

The On-Line Magazine By Cats For Cats

Howling 'Silk' JeffersonPresents:

THECAT-A-WALLCLUB

'The Blunt Claw Blues.'

Big Bad Bill

Howling 'Silk' Jefferson
Presents:

THE
CAT-A-WALL
CLUB