Looks like the cat did a number on you
Vienna, oh
He took a brick off the side of the stoop
Poor Vienna
It'll be over soon

Your mamas waiting for ya
But you're not coming home
You're not coming home

Vienna
Vienna

She runs across the wooden fence in the yard
Looking for Vienna, oh
She checks the trap, then again circles back
No sign of Vienna
Let it be over soon

Your mamas been so worried
Cause you never came home
Beneath the ground you're buried
In memoriam

And God I've lived a lifetime
Because I'm big and tall
But who am I to kill for
The crime of being small?
Vienna carry on
Vienna
Vienna