CAT LADY Lyrics: Tom Reardon I came to this house; a scene of sorts A place where feces dominates How did this happen? Were you displaced? What world are you trapped in? This / is / a / cry / out / for / help… This / is / a / cry / out / for / help! …”meow”… Sloth - like movements Through puddles of urine I am sickened by the sight The ammonia is fuming The hair / the fur / twists of bugs in a blur A life confused, a life consumed Crazy. Fucking. Cat. Lady!!!
654 - 74(1,2) THE PHONE NUMBER TO MADNESS Lyrics by Tom Reardon 2007 No no no no no No trends / No violence Crazy has no limits Play to collapse and harassing gimmicks Five are one in this world of panic No trends or killers Music. Not thriller. You think you’ve got this figured out? Rhythm not fashion This is for real… Pushing the limits, spreading the news Three eat brownies, four drink booze The madness is contagious, it will get you exited This is a party and you’re all invited… All invited!!! Help, help, help, help Help out the scene, supporting in between A grassroots movement growing in queens!!! Faith in our selves, faith in our brothers FUCK YOUR TICKET SALES and attempts to smother!!! Fuck scene killers!!! Humble in self, no reason to fear The Tornado and Hurricane just left here! Tom nearly died, and Mike hit Doug, Brian has entered and Bishop unplugged… You have now entered the world…of The Madness!!!