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about

This song came out of a strange jam that I came up with one day while jamming in the basement with my cousin JJ Neville again. We would play things for hours, just over and over because we enjoyed it. As the jam progressed, I invent some other parts and started to form an actual song. But that is why this song has no set verse/prechorus/chorus, because it was originally just a jam that became a song. While me and JJ were playing it over and over in the basement one day, my uncle was sitting upstairs listening to us and had one of those moments where something just comes to you. He grabbed a pen and some paper and out came the lyrics to Cat Man Blue all at once. One of those songs that seemed to write itself in two separate places at once. Us downstairs and my uncle upstairs. This is a shortened version, I removed a verse for time sake on the album, the original has one more verse, but also makes the song almost unbearably long and I noticed people would always get bored and walk off about half way through the 4th verse. So I just took one out and it seemed to solve the issue.

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Cat Man Blue
by: Patrick N. Neville and John J. Neville

Cat man waling in the dead of night, starring at a bank and looking for a fight
Nothing to do, got holes in my shoes, Might as well try, got nothing to lose
Guns and needles, crack and pills sliding down that long dark hill
Search for truth, but only found lies, don't fear nothing not afraid to die

I'm not afraid to die....

Night falls fast on the steamy streets, Eyes wide open can't find my sleep
Look at a cop with a stare and a glimpse, Don't stand a chance lest I take a risk
Feeling the heat, got a piece in my jeans, Piece of steel, got me feeling mean
Ready to Act, got nothing but time. rats and roaches and long white lines
Blind man walking in the front of a store, neon lights and blackeyed whores

Oh the black eyed whores, watch you're every move....

Time to act, Walk through the door, teller counting from an unlocked drawer
Cash flows fast like a sea of green, river flows to the land of the free
Pull a gun and start to yell, swear to the banker I'll send her to hell
Fill the bag with dark green bills, Start to run up the steamy hills.

Oh those steamy hills, where you'll never know....

Mom comes home and hears the news, man shot dead with holes in his shoes
She sees the clip and starts to cry, kids go hungry but don't ask why
One more story, theres a thousand more, where the ragged people and the black eyed whores
An American dream in the land of the free, people watch but they never see

No, they never see...........go watch your TV.

credits

from Equal Opportunity Apocalypse, released May 4, 2017
John J. Neville for the lyrics and JJ Neville for the original jam

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