Stayin home tonight   Stayin out of the light   Just gonna potter and walk round the flat   Like an old domestic cat      Gonna look in my face   Gonna stare into space   Gonna talk to myself see how I’m doing these days   Try to come out of the haze      Just to sit reading quietly behind a closed door   Cook food while listening to Radio 4   Don’t want no lover or troubles like that   Just wanna stay at home like an ol’ domestic cat      You write letters so well   All your heavens in hell   But you said yer glass was half empty cos yer bottle was full   And I found that dull      Staying home tonight   Not goin winning no fights   And I got a song that I’ve been meaning to write   About a cat that sat on a mat      Just to scribble on a crossword while watching The Bill   Butter on some toast or a glass of cold milk   Don’t want no troubles or lovers like that   Just wanna stay at home like an ol’ domestic cat