Lemonheads - Year Of The Cat Lyrics
On a morning from a bogart movieIn a country where they turn back timeYou go strolling through the crowd like peter lorreContemplating a crimeShe comes out of the sun in a silk dressRunning like a watercolour in the rainDont bother asking for explanationsShell just tell you that she cameIn the year of the catShe doesnt give you time for questionsAs she locks up your arm in hersAnd you followtill your sense of which directionCompletely disappearsBy the blue tiled wallsNear the market stallsTheres a hidden door she leads you toThese days, she says,I feel my life just like a river running thruThe year of the catWell, she looks at you so coolyAnd her eyes shine like the moon in the seaShe comes in incense and patchouliSo you take her, to find whats waiting insideThe year of the catWell, morning comes and youre still with herAnd the bus and the tourists are goneAnd youve thrown away the choiceAnd lost your ticketSo you have to stay onBut the drum-beat strains of the night remainIn the rhythm of the new-born dayYou know sometime youre bound to leave herBut for now youre going to stayIn the year of the cat
