Tissue Tigers (The Arguers)

I shout this
You shout that
The clouds are coming over looking awful black
It's all hot air

You say go
I say stay
Clear blue sky goes Sheffield grey
It's all hot air

I've grown immune to your claws
Pussycat, I know...

All your threats are tissue tigers
Crawling across the table to me
All your threats are tissue tigers
Ripping 'em up is easy for me now

I shout this
You shout that
An eye for heart and a tit for a tat
You easy tear

Think your stripes
Are yellow and black
I can only see the yellow one down your back
You easy tear

I've grown immune to your claws
Pussycat, I know...

All your threats are tissue tigers
Crawling across the table to me
All your threats are tissue tigers
Ripping 'em up is easy for me now

We argue all life long
You'd swear that black was wrong
Throw tantrums like Queen Kong
I've trapped you in my song

All your threats are tissue tigers
Crawling across the table to me
All your threats are tissue tigers
Ripping 'em up is easy for me now