[Intro: Heavy, rhythmic boot stomps] [Sound of a bag of chips crinkling and a loud crunch] [Mama Kitty: Spoken, deep and raspy] Listen up, you mangy bunch of losers. I’ve had a long day, my back hurts, and I’m currently halfway through a bag of premium tuna-crisps. If anyone—and I mean anyone—starts a fight before I finish this snack... you’re going out the airlock without a suit. Crunch. Now, what was the question? [Verse 1] I’m the wall at the door, I’m the shadow in the hall I’m the only reason that you haven't killed ‘em all I’ve got scars on my ears and a permanent scowl Don’t test my patience, don’t listen for the growl I’m the ring leader here, keepin’ peace with a fist The kind of "Mama" that you’d rather have missed I’m over your drama, I’m over your shit If the ship starts to sink, I’m the last one to quit. [Pre-Chorus] Don't ask me for mercy, don't ask me for why I’m too busy eating to watch you all cry Snacks come first, and the questions come last I’m the judge and the jury of your sorry-looking past! [Chorus] She’s Mama Kitty, the queen of the Deck She’ll break your spirit and she’ll break your neck! With a bag of treats and a heavy-duty stare She’s the only one who doesn't give a... crunch Keep the peace or face the law The heaviest hitter with a velvet claw! [Verse 2] [Heavy distorted slide guitar solo] Bianca’s got a mic? Yeah, I’ll pull the plug If Rowdy spills a drink, he can wear it like a rug Ducati wants to race? Not on my watch, kid I’ll lock down the hangar like your daddy never did I’m the bouncer of souls, the boss of the bay I’ve had enough nonsense for one galactic day I’m mean because I have to be, I’m sharp because I’m old And I’m the only thing on this ship that isn't bought or sold! [Bridge: Heavy Breakdown] [Music slows to a massive, thumping beat] [Mama Kitty: Spoken] Jacques! The whiskey’s watered down. Fix it. Claudia! Stop swearing, the vibrations are making my ears twitch. And Tarz? If your tail touches my snack bowl one more time... I’m going to personally diagnose you with "Sudden Impact Syndrome." Am I clear? Good. [Chorus] She’s Mama Kitty, the queen of the Deck She’ll break your spirit and she’ll break your neck! With a bag of treats and a heavy-duty stare She’s the only one who doesn't give a... crunch Keep the peace or face the law The heaviest hitter with a velvet claw! [Outro: Spoken] [Music cuts to a single distorted guitar hum] Now... someone get me a napkin. And a donut. A big one. Get out of my face. [Sound of a heavy metal door slamming shut] [End]
