Текст песни Cat Power - Fool

Fool

                                   (x4)

Apartment in New York, London and Paris,
where will we rest, we're all living on top of it 
It's all that we have the USA is our daily bread,
and no one is willing to share it 

Why can't we see our fortunancy 
living as legends have lived 
Bane and dismannered, we coax all the time
knowing that nothing is left when we die 

Come aloooong    fool 
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected 
It's not that it's bad…              
     it's not that it's death 
    It's just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent 

Wanting to live and laugh all the time,
sitting alone with you tea and your crime 
Children with kids, and people with parents,
any which way there's no past and no presence 
When the day comes and all of them bums
will reveal enchanting persons 

Come aloooong    fool 
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected 
It's not that it's bad…              
     it's not that it's death 
    It's just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent 

When it's a rut and baby's no luck,
half of it's misunderstanding love 
The war we have won we're winning again,
within ourselves and within our friends 

Come aloooong    fool 
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected 
It's not that it's bad…              
     it's not that it's death 
    It's just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent 

(more or less)