'68: A Cat Called Dionysus - The Magnetic Fields

We had a cat called Dionysus

Everyday another crisis

I used to keep him in my box

Where I kept my toys and blocks

He hated me

But I loved him

Whenever Dionysus saw me

He would arch his back and hiss and claw me

As soon as he could, he got loose

Across the roofs of Syracuse

Away from me

But I loved him

Meows

I kept him in the little chest

Where I was keeping all the rest

He hated me

Cause I loved him