Looking down from Heaven, I see my flat carcass (in front of 7/11.)
Wish I could say it was the first time, but I'm a cat. (So in terms of life, she's had nine.)
The first time I died, as I remember, I landed on my feet. (But, it was into a blender.)
My next life, my Fancy Feast cans had somethin' in them. That really fancy thing (was botulism)
Life three, easy, nappin' on some jeans. The problem was the jeans (were in a washing machine.)
Don't feel sorry for me. I've had nine times the lives you could ever dream
I became a pillow on Pinterest
I died from shear disinterest
I had the urge to feel lava on my whiskers
Chased a bird into a wood chipper
Donated my guts for tennis rackets. But, it turns out they don't even use cat guts! Can you put that in brackets?
We'll add it in post!
I hope this song wasn't a drag, but I just had to let the cat out of the bag!