If your cat was a therapist or even just a good friend, it would give you this advice:
And listen, about those bitter songs you sing
They’re not helping anything
They won’t make you strong
Your cat would then go on to pitch throwing a small get-together with friends and family, offering…
And I’ll cater
With all the birds that I can kill
Let their tiny feathers fill, disappointment
Lie down and lick the sorrow from your skin
Scratch the terror and begin
To believe you’re strong
Because if your cat doesn’t believe in you, who does?
All you ever want to do is drink and watch TV
Frankly that thing doesn’t really interest me
I swear I’m gonna bite you hard
And taste your tinny blood
If you don’t stop the self-defeating lies
You’ve been repeating since the day you brought me home
I know you’re strong
I saw PUP cover this song live. I’m happy to know The Weakerthans not only had their influence but might find a new generation of fans. Subtle brilliance:
Bonus Deep Cut:
Where I originally discovered The Weakerthans…
