Lyrics:

When hedges hide the world away

Edie!

And shadows blur the time of day

Edie!

I’m feeding the cats!

When cans of cat food are pâté

You’re entering Grey Gardens

Liver pâté, you have to make it!
I can’t make it!

When am I gonna get outta here?

The musty smell of feline fur

The dusty marks where pictures were

The vermin in the furniture

You’re entering Gr?y Gardens

Edie!

The c?iling sags
The stairway creaks

The faucet drips
The toilet leaks

The crumbling walls

The broken clocks

It’s like a twenty eight room litter box

One hundred fifty windowsills
To catch a wink or two

And that’s Grey Gardens from a cat’s eye view

I’ll die if I don’t eat!

I found your pâté, mother darling
I think it’s pâté
The label, it’s faded
Is it pâté or is it giblets for the cats?

The fog rolls in, and there it stays
It suffocates the house in haze
From room to room, it drifts about
And nobody except a cat gets out

A haven from a callous world
With no one sayin’ “shoo”

And that’s Grey Gardens from a cat’s eye view

I may die with this diet, I don’t like it at all

Ever since you started trying to lose weight you’ve been impossible

I’m not gaining it back

Starve yourself, not me!

Here’s your pâté, mother darling