It's a windy night

of first and main

of any city

of a hundred names

spirits fly high and the sparks fly low

and the cats are all creeping out the back door slow

and the cats are out, gonna harmonize

they're headed for Cool Street on the main line

and here comes that Joe Serpentine

the life of a cat can leave you far behind



They're just cats without claws

never had a good reason

never had a cause



It's hard to be yourself

when everyone else is around

there's always someone out there

trying to pull you down

you're sitting on the fence crying out to the moon

the day goes by too fast and the night comes too soon

you bet your life and you sell your soul

give it all up for beggar's gold

and the hidden city has its own laws

produces a species cats without claws



They're just cats without claws

never had a good reason

never had a cause

oh, they're just cats without claws

never had a good reason

never had a cause



Oh, here they come again

singing songs in a melody

do, do, do, do, do



Oh, oh, it's tough life, tough life, tough life

and the streets are full of pain

specially when it's calling out your name

it's hard on the one who doesn't sacrifice

the things the world has to offer nice

come inside, spend some time, stay alive

it'll take your heart and it'll steal your mind



Oh, they're just cats without claws

never had a good reason

never had a cause

oh, they're just cats without claws

never had a good reason

never had a cause

oh, oh, oh, oh