Cat Power - Fool Lyrics
Apartment in New York, London and ParisWhere will we rest, were all living on top of itIts all that we have the USA is our daily breadAnd no one is willing to share itWhy cant we see our fortunancyLiving as legends have lived.Bane and dismanneredWe coax all the timeKnowing that nothing is left when we dieCome along FoolA direct hit of the senses you are disconnectedIts not that its badits not that its deathIts just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silentWanting to live and laugh all the timeSitting alone with you tea and your crimeChildren with kids, and people with parentsAnywhich way theres no past and no presenceWhen the day comes and all of them bumsWill reveal enchanting personsCome along...When it's a rut and baby's no luckHalf of it's misunderstanding loveThe war we have won we're winning againWithin ourselves and within our friendsCome along...
