the karate cats

The karate cats
On the prowl in the day
The sun rays shining gold
The way is clear

The pigeons gather
On the food on the alley
The canteen operator throws
The remnants in the rice pot

The flapping wings
The colourful pigeons dive
Forget about predators
It's food man; it's the food!

The karate cats watch
Quickly they rush into it
The pigeons take off
The karate cats flying paws

Capturing one or two birds
Knock them unconscious...
Lying on the back lane
The karate cats meow

The fresh meat
The smell of the hunt
The sun moves its shadow
Glaring sprays the dancing flow

Dim light for the pigeons
Eyes staring flesh torn to pieces
The animal instincts of a hunt
The karate cats hit the road