This Heat - The Fall of Saigon lyrics

We ate Soda, the emba**y cat Poor Soda's coda No more da capo, she's decapitated Running 'round the room, half-baked The other half is bacon and sizzling in the frying pan We ate the TV We ate the armchair We ate the telephone We ate the styrofoam My God how we got so far only to reach so low The last thing save the janitor Soda was a little tough to eat No wonder she was hard meat Out on the roof with the feline goose But Soda had a heart of gold The amba**ador's wife had the liver "Please deliver us from evil," she cried "I know all about cats and their heavy vibes" She was a very hip amba**ador's wife