Entering Grey Gardens

When hedges hide the world away
Edie?
And shadows blur the time of day
Edie!
I'm feeding the cats!

When cans of cat food are paté
You're entering Grey Gardens
Liver paté? You have to make it. I can't make it.
When am I gonna get out of here?

The musty smell of feline fur
The dusty marks where pictures were
The vermin in the furniture
You're entering Grey Gardens
Edie!

The ceiling sags, the stairway creaks
The faucet drips, the toilet leaks
The crumbling walls, the broken clocks
It's like a twenty-eight room litterbox

One-hundred-fifty windowsills
To catch a wink or two
And that's Grey Gardens from a cats eye view
I'll die if I don't eat!

Meow
I found your paté, Mother darling
Meow
I think it's paté, the label, it's faded
Is it paté, or is it giblets for the cats?
Meow
Meow
Meow

The fog rolls in, and there it stays
It suffocates the house in haze
From room to room, it drifts about
And nobody except a cat gets out

A haven from a callous world
With no one saying "shoo"
And that's Grey Gardens from a cat's eye view
I may die with this diet. I don't like it at all

Meow
Ever since you started trying to lose weight, you've been impossible
Meow
I'm not gaining it back
Meow
Starve yourself, not me!
Meow
Here's your paté, Mother Darling
Meow