My Cat Is a Hipster

My cat likes to sit in the window He watches the passerby with a cool gaze And though he cannot speak English His meows are full of disdain My cat likes to flick his tail back and forth While he licks his hind parts Maybe there's a secret eternal Or maybe he simply farted My cat likes to listen to electro swing And I see him swaying to Caravan Palace He sure loves to dance on Saturday But every day to him is Caturday My cat likes to look at me solemnly Like he's seeing something dead in the trash can He probably hates my existence Even if I feed him every day