| Song | Cats In a Bowl |
| Artist | Dinosaur Jr. |
| Album | Dinosaur |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mascis | |
| Scrape along the sidewalk | |
| Looking for a face | |
| Had to get out of my room for a bit | |
| Tension is in town and i'm ready to quit | |
| Can't fall out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can't climb out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| See the same old hares | |
| Running to the same old holes | |
| Price of liquorice has doubled | |
| Teetering, would it finally fall | |
| Can't climb out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can't climb out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| Ever changing scenery | |
| Drifting this town | |
| Even if i leave | |
| Someone just like me | |
| Popped out of the ground | |
| Loose thoughts go, he slits his hand | |
| They'll be a problem well, ride it | |
| Gathering, giggling, staggering | |
| Hoping, ? has been left from last night | |
| Scrape along the sidewalk | |
| Looking for a face | |
| Had to get out of my room for a bit | |
| Tension is in town and i'm ready to quit | |
| Can't pull out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can't climb out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| See the same old hares | |
| Running to the same old holes | |
| Price of liquorice has doubled | |
| Teetering, would it finally fall | |
| Can't climb out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can't climb out of this hole | |
| It's just like cats in a | |
| Just like cats in a bowl | |
| Nowhere to run | |
| Every town's the same | |
| So keep on running along | |
| Hope the sidewalk won't break for me |
| zuo ci : Mascis | |
| Scrape along the sidewalk | |
| Looking for a face | |
| Had to get out of my room for a bit | |
| Tension is in town and i' m ready to quit | |
| Can' t fall out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| See the same old hares | |
| Running to the same old holes | |
| Price of liquorice has doubled | |
| Teetering, would it finally fall | |
| Can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| Ever changing scenery | |
| Drifting this town | |
| Even if i leave | |
| Someone just like me | |
| Popped out of the ground | |
| Loose thoughts go, he slits his hand | |
| They' ll be a problem well, ride it | |
| Gathering, giggling, staggering | |
| Hoping, ? has been left from last night | |
| Scrape along the sidewalk | |
| Looking for a face | |
| Had to get out of my room for a bit | |
| Tension is in town and i' m ready to quit | |
| Can' t pull out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| See the same old hares | |
| Running to the same old holes | |
| Price of liquorice has doubled | |
| Teetering, would it finally fall | |
| Can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a | |
| Just like cats in a bowl | |
| Nowhere to run | |
| Every town' s the same | |
| So keep on running along | |
| Hope the sidewalk won' t break for me |
| zuò cí : Mascis | |
| Scrape along the sidewalk | |
| Looking for a face | |
| Had to get out of my room for a bit | |
| Tension is in town and i' m ready to quit | |
| Can' t fall out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| See the same old hares | |
| Running to the same old holes | |
| Price of liquorice has doubled | |
| Teetering, would it finally fall | |
| Can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| Ever changing scenery | |
| Drifting this town | |
| Even if i leave | |
| Someone just like me | |
| Popped out of the ground | |
| Loose thoughts go, he slits his hand | |
| They' ll be a problem well, ride it | |
| Gathering, giggling, staggering | |
| Hoping, ? has been left from last night | |
| Scrape along the sidewalk | |
| Looking for a face | |
| Had to get out of my room for a bit | |
| Tension is in town and i' m ready to quit | |
| Can' t pull out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| See the same old hares | |
| Running to the same old holes | |
| Price of liquorice has doubled | |
| Teetering, would it finally fall | |
| Can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a bowl | |
| And i can' t climb out of this hole | |
| It' s just like cats in a | |
| Just like cats in a bowl | |
| Nowhere to run | |
| Every town' s the same | |
| So keep on running along | |
| Hope the sidewalk won' t break for me |