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Morph The Cat

๐Ÿ‘ค Donald Fagen โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Nightfly Trilogy (CD3 - Morph The Cat) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 6:48
๐ŸŽต 1353 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:48 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 1469963

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

High above Manhattan town
What floats and has a shape like that
Fans like us who watch the skies
We know it's Morph the Cat

Gliding like a big blue cloud
From Tompkins Square to Upper Broadway
Beyond the Park to Sugar Hill
Stops a minute for latte

He oozes down the heating duct
Swims like seaweed down the hall
He briefly digs your wiggy pad
And seeps out through the wall

It's kind of like an arctic mindbath
Cool and sweet and slightly rough
Liquid light on New York City
Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff

What exactly does he want
This Rabelaisian puff of smoke
To make you feel all warm and cozy
Like you heard a good joke

Like you heard an Arlen tune
Or you bought yourself a crazy hat
Like you had a Mango Cooler
Ooh, Morph the Cat

He's all the talk in shops and schoolyards
Sultan Place, the Automat
Players playin' in da Bronx
Respect to Morph the Cat

Kind of like an arctic mindbath
Cool and sweet and slightly rough
Liquid light on New York City
Christmas without the chintzy stuff

So rich is his charisma
You can almost hear it sing
He skims the roofs
And bells begin to ring

Chinese cashiers can feel it now
Grand old gals at evening mass
Young racketeers
And teenage models
Laughing on the grass

Blessed Yankees have an ally
When this feline comes to bat
Bringing joy to old Manhattan
All watch the skies for Morph the Cat

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:41.32] High above Manhattan town
[00:46.47] What floats and has a shape like that
[00:51.95] Fans like us who watch the skies
[00:56.76] We know it's Morph the Cat
[01:02.33] Gliding like a big blue cloud
[01:07.15] From Tompkins Square to Upper Broadway
[01:12.43] Beyond the Park to Sugar Hill
[01:18.22] Stops a minute for latte
[01:22.75] He oozes down the heating duct
[01:28.01] Swims like seaweed down the hall
[01:32.80] He briefly digs your wiggy pad
[01:38.11] And seeps out through the wall
[01:43.72] It's kind of like an arctic mindbath
[01:48.74] Cool and sweet and slightly rough
[01:53.89] Liquid light on New York City
[01:58.88] Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff
[02:14.78] What exactly does he want
[02:19.55] This Rabelaisian puff of smoke
[02:24.60] To make you feel all warm and cozy
[02:30.44] Like you heard a good joke
[02:35.45] Like you heard an Arlen tune
[02:40.26] Or you bought yourself a crazy hat
[02:45.80] Like you had a Mango Cooler
[02:50.89] Ooh, Morph the Cat
[02:55.60] He's all the talk in shops and schoolyards
[03:00.10] Sultan Place, the Automat
[03:06.26] Players playin' in da Bronx
[03:11.24] Respect to Morph the Cat
[03:16.89] Kind of like an arctic mindbath
[03:21.89] Cool and sweet and slightly rough
[03:26.93] Liquid light on New York City
[03:32.20] Christmas without the chintzy stuff
[03:36.77] So rich is his charisma
[03:41.80] You can almost hear it sing
[03:47.08] He skims the roofs
[03:49.80] And bells begin to ring
[04:44.34] Chinese cashiers can feel it now
[04:49.61] Grand old gals at evening mass
[04:54.42] Young racketeers
[04:57.40] And teenage models
[05:00.01] Laughing on the grass
[05:05.32] Blessed Yankees have an ally
[05:10.30] When this feline comes to bat
[05:15.63] Bringing joy to old Manhattan
[05:20.76] All watch the skies for Morph the Cat
[06:48.50]

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