The world is so much bigger than the shoebox i call home
The cupboards are my Florence and the attic is my Rome
If Brian Jacques could see beyond the only walls I know
He'd weigh the cost of being lost
So flip for heads and brace for tales
With knuckles white and faces pale
You see a shadow watching back at you
When the chess piece makes its move
What am I gonna do
Your eyes chase me round the room
Mouse me and cat you
I don't wanna be mouse rude
But mouse me is cat food
Why do animals have to have animosity
Surely there's a friend behind the wide array of teeth
The dance we do together we could star in a movie
About a friend if I extend
If I flip for heads and brace for tales
When all goes riding off the rails
I'll meet the shadow watching back at you
When the chess piece makes its move
What am I gonna do
Your eyes chase me round the room
Mouse me and cat you
I don't wanna be mouse rude
But mouse me is cat food
I won't move until you do
Until you do
I won't move until you do
Until you do