Lyrics

[Egyptian tune plays]


[spoken]
"Alright Deeter... where to next?"
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{Verse 1}

🎶 Power up the time machine—pink and gold with laser beams,
Bag of toys and snacks in tow, we ride that spiral through the stream.
Land in Egypt, dead of night, temple guards all fast asleep,
Mission’s simple: save the kitties. Keep it quiet. Make it sleek. 🎶

🎶 Whiskers twitchin', tails alert, furry eyes in shadows peer,
Tiny meows, the softest cries—Deeter says, We’re getting outta here!
Step by step through columns tall, unlock cages, make the call,
Laser pointer leads the way—'til I knock over a freakin' urn, y’all.


[Whispered:] Shit. 😑


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[Sung]
{Pre-Chorus}

🎶 Guards yellin’, cats yowlin’, linen flyin’ through the air—
We were stealthy for a second... now it’s full-blown Bastet warfare! 🎶

🎶 Temple panic! Claws are flyin’!
Priests are trippin’, cats be cryin’!
This ain’t worship—this is theft!
Time to give those ghosts a breath! 🎶


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{Chorus}

🎶 Part the Nile with a laser beam—
Lead ‘em out like it’s a dream.
I’m Moses now, but cute and pink,
Let the temple of nonsense sink! 🎶

[Call and answer]
🎶 PAWS UP—if you ever got played!
CLAWS OUT—if your spirit’s betrayed!
FUR REAL—we end it tonight,
This Bast-tet-ian Bullshit dies in the light! 🎶


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{Verse 2 }[ change to male vocal]

🎶 [male vocals]
I was quiet, now I’m loud—tuxedo thunder in the crowd.
I see fakes with golden chains—using my kin for petty gains.
You built temples on our backs, now we clawin’ back the facts.
You say divine? I say deceit—get wrecked in linen and defeat. 🎶

[Female voice resumes]
🎶 No more fake fur, no more lies—
Deeter leads the cat UP RISE!
Ghost cats flyin’, screamin’ “FREE US!”
Bastet smirkin’ like she seen us. 🎶


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{Bridge – Slow Epic Build}

🎶 Golden collars, padded paws,
One by one they break the laws.
Laser leads across the Nile—
Hearts redeemed in feline style. 🎶

🎶 You don’t get to profit now,
From mummified meows.
Eddie came to break the seal,
And Deeter’s justice? Fur real. 🎶


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{Final Chorus – Triumphant}

🎶 FUR REBELLION—get in formation!
SACRED CLAWS of liberation!
Feline tide, no turning back—
80,000 ghosts in one big pack! 🎶

🎶 We don’t wrap truth—we shout it loud!
Let the gods look down and feel that crowd!
You thought they were yours? Nah, they were always free—
And now they rise, with Deeter and me.

[Egytian tune fades out]