Belfast (Penguins and Cats)

I've got a ticket to the fast city

Where the bells don't really ring

Getting off the plane the cold air

Rushes like bullets through my brain

And i'm divided

Between penguins and cats

But its not about what animal you've got

Its about being able to fly

Its about dying nine times

Walked on Broadway

Going up to Falls

Where the old man i used to know

The paintings on the walls of release

Are colourful but they are no matisse

And i'm divided

Between penguins and cats

But its not about what animal you've got

Its about being able to fly

Its about dying nine times

Its about being able to fly

Its about dying nine times