Lyrics Chris Garneau

Chris Garneau

The Runt

Lions close their cat eyes too

They sleep the same as lovers do

I don't know how I got here

But I know where I have to go

And I'm Scared I'll wined up dead

Raccoon babes get left behind

Sometimes the runt's too small

For moms to care a little bit

For moms to care at all

But you, you kept the runt

You don't think he's scum

He's wasted in the morning

He's wasted in the afternoon

And He's wasted in the nighttime too

His little dirty feet stink bad

The popcorn smell makes your nose sad

I don't know how he got here

But I'm scared he'll wind up dead

Lions close their cat eyes too

They sleep the same as lovers do

I don't know how I got here

But I know where I have to go

You kept the runt

You don't think he's scum

He's wasted in the morning

He's wasted in the afternoon

And he's wasted in the nighttime too

You don't see this every day

You just don't see this every day