they shot the tiger on his chain   in a field behind the cages   he walked in circles till he was crazy    and he lived that way forever      and he lived that way beside them   separate from the other tigers   he could not know another tiger      they shot the tiger on his chain   in a field behind the cages   walked in circles till he was crazy   and he lived that way forever      and he lived that way forever   just as long as he could remember   if he'd wanted to remember      when was the last time that he felt alive   when he saw that brown haired lady   she fed with a bottle as a baby   and he recalled her face and smiled      they shot that tiger on his chain      they shot the tiger on his chain   they shot the tiger on his chain   they shot the tiger on his chain   they shot the tiger on his chain