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