Text: The Cat Empire. On The Attack. Intro.

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T H E
C A T
E M P to the I R E
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William,
He's banging something all the time
Du ga
One of a kind and a dirty mind
When he's pumped up
ya better shake down
on drums it's the mighty sound of Will Hull-Brown

And now..
It's the certified unidentified flying object
Low on the radar
The tsar on any subject
Earth-shaking, bread-baking, skin peeling
Creating strong feelings
With strings like double helix
(In the Matrix
Rizza on the bass
fat like a dominatrix)

Oh no here comes a solo bam
When Ollie lets loose he'd make
A nunnery jam
There's blood on the keys
Oliver please
Play something funky
make us weak in the knees

Watch out ladies,
here comes Jum-Jumshady
Scratching like a crazy man
who understand Socrates
Believe anything you want
and it has to come true
Jumps saw a tiger
jump a cow over the moon

H to the A to the double R Y
The sound of his trumpet Rumble in the sky
The first time we met
Set this town on fire
Since then blows the battle horn
Of the Empire

Are you looking for a thought
Are you looking for a style
Are you looking for a dance
Are you looking for a smile
Are you looking for a look
Are you looking for hip-hop
You might be looking for Felix
Otherwise known as SRECKO!

The Horns!
Or should we say the horny section?
In took a while but now they got direction
Playing them cat riffs
Turning out fat hits
About to show you why you bought tonight's tickets