Alternative lyric by Sylfest Muldal, to the Atkin/James song 'No Dice'.
I tried hard to be useful But no mice With no teeth left I couldn't catch a beetle With these old lungs I couldn't even meeoh So yesterday they asked the vet's advice He barely looked and then his voice went low I tried to purr, my owners turned to go And what hands held me while he fixed the needle I just don't know Just another eight more lives to go Just another eight more lives to go A few-ee-eww more li-iy-i-iy-ives to go I gazed out of the bedroom as the finch Sang in the cherry tree without suspicion Too high above the street, but even so I measured out my ambush to the inch The branch gave way, I tumbled down below I'm sore, but nothing broken, get up slow Then all at once this bus looms in my vision I just don't know… Just another few more lives to go... I saw across the beach in the cartoon That smiling mouse the public knows as Jerry As he planned out which next grenade to throw I stalked the bastard, aiming my harpoon, Got almost there - one more step on tip-toe! But the whole routine was fixed-up from the go And if they'll ever find my bits to bury I just don't know Just another few more lives to go... Yesterday my left eye opened wide And for the first time saw my sibs and Mother And then two boys whose giant hands came low In a bag of stones they pushed us all, and tied With a fumbled-from-excitement hitch and bow We swung above the well, then they let go And if my good eye saw more than the other I just don't know. Just another few more lives to go... Yesterday I paced the yard all night While you, my boss, stayed up to write this story Curse after deadly curse and blow on blow Excuse me, sir, but how can this be right That while I suffer, you just shake your head and go To weave your pretty tale from all my woe? There's no mice, and for you there'll be no glory You just don't know Just another few more lives to go...
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