Stop Motion Cyclops

Olive buried under hair so curly Hunter’s arrow broke her bonds so surly The charm of a witch and an astronaut’s sadness Living in the egg whites of an atlas I’m bound to let you go Watch you float away like snow I’m bound to let you go Olive tumbles out from her martini The ground bananas and the sky is dreamy She floats until the seas are all puddles Birds sew themselves into blankets for cuddles I'm bound to let you go Watch you float away like snow I'm bound to let you go Olive’s smile dissipates in the mist Hitchhikes on a raincloud that it kissed I'm bound to let you go Watch you float away like snow I'm bound to let you go

My cat is the Orangest Cat He’s so big but he ain’t fat He’s got six pockets for his stuff Don’t lie to him, he’ll call your bluff Orangest Cat went to the moon Came back in a pink balloon He gave us effervescent cheese Now we see everything in threes My cat is the Orangest Cat He’s so big but he ain’t fat His house made of twigs and awards His shower pours out power chords Orangest Cat smells like the bible His high-fives have effects quite tidal Your blood may taste of deep self-loathing He’ll wrap you in esteem trunk clothing My cat is the Orangest Cat He’s so big but he ain’t fat He walks the earth like he owns the place His mind an infinite staircase Orangest Cat, Orangest Cat Orangest Cat, Orangest Cat!