Freddy and the one-eyed cat -[Not in songbook]

Freddy was a one-foot pigeon-Molly was a one eyed cat

Survival was their religion-the moggy and the old sky rat

In a backyard situation -on the 14^th day of June

They had a high noon confrontation

By the light of a silver moon

The prize was some old cat biscuits left by a man called Ed

He was a very good friend of Molly but he didn’t know a lot about Fred

Fred was a bit of a chancer -what’s do bad about that?

A bird’s gotta do what a bird’s gotta do

In the land of the one eyed cat

Fred hobbled to the biscuits -Molly coiled like a spring

Somewhere deep inside her a primal voice did sing

She was itching she was twitching in every tooth and claw

For a cat is a cat and you can’t change that

It’s part of nature’s law

Molly hesitated when Fred began to speak

Violins were playing as words fell from his beak

He told of a world he’d seen full of pain and fire

“Sometimes,” he said, “I think the world is just one funeral pyre

Molly’s eye was wet with tears and she began to cry

She thought of all the killing fields where truth was first to die

The words Fred said were drenched in red but there was one thing more

He’d once been a dove of peace and lost his foot in war

“You can share my biscuits,” said Molly to that bird

“I don’t care if stars look down and think that we’re absurd

Someone somewhere somehow must do the thing that’s right

I know for sure in this backyard there’ll be no blood tonight

Dawn splashed on the rooftops somewhere a child was born

The Earth got dressed to face the day in clothes all ripped and torn

 Down there south of nowhere ying had met his yang

A feather and a claw joined hands and he’s the song they sang

War! War! What’s it for?

I’ll tell you what I think about that

No hope and glory like there is in the story

Of the pigeon and the one-eyed cat