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Cat Power
Cat Power


Background information
Birth name Charlyn Marie Marshall
Born January 21, 1972
Born place Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Folk-Rock
Years active 1992—present
Label(s) Smells Like Records
Matador Records
Runt Records
Website Website



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Cat Power Album


You Are Free (02/18/2003)
02/18/2003
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Last time I saw you, you were on stage
Your hair was wild, your eyes were red
And you were in a rage
You were swinging your guitar around
Cause they wanted to hear that sound
But you didn't want to play
And I don't blame you

I don't blame you

Been around the world, in many situations
Been inside many heads in different positions
But you never wanted them that way
What a cruel price you thought that you had to pay
And that for all that shit on stage

But it never made sense to them anyway,
Could you imagine if when they turned their backs?
They were only scratching their heads
'Cause you simply deserve the best
And I don't blame you

They said you were the best,
But then they were only kids
Then you would recall the deadly houses you grew up in
Just because they knew your name,
Doesn't mean they know from where you came
What a sad trick you thought that you had to play
But I don't blame you

They never owned it
And you never owed it to them anyway


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Everybody come together
Free
Everybody get together
Free
It's okay if you can stand to let her dance
It's okay it's your right, come on and take a chance
True Romance, when you dance
Free
Don't be in love with the autograph.
Just be in love when you scream that song on and on
Free

Everybody come together
Free
Everybody get together
Free

You can feel her from the palm that you're holding on your arm
Cool hands from the get-go
Can your feast on the real one?
Don't be in love with the autograph
Just be in love when you love that song on and on
Free

It's okay if you can stand to let him dance
It's okay; it's your right, come on and take a chance
True Romance, when you dance
Free
Everybody come together
Free

Don't fall in love with the autograph
Just fall in love when you sing your song on the…
Take a chance
True Romance, when you dance

Free
Free
Free
Free
Free

. . .



I want to be a good woman
And I want, for you to be a good man.
This is why I will be leaving
And this is why, I can't see you no more.
I will miss your heart so tender
And I will love
This love forever

I don't want be a bad women
And I can't stand to see you be a bad man
I will miss your heart so tender
And I will love
This love forever
And this is why I am leaving
And this is why I can't see you no more
This is why I am lying when I say
That I don't love you no more

'Cause I want (to) be a good women

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Be good so we're all by ourselves
The great big holidays about to begin
A thousand miles after from where it all begins

Oh world, the whole world is

Going on and on, back in to the touch
It's moving on again
Going on and on

What's next?
I'm out of time
Losing my touch I can feel
Speak for me; you'll see the same signs
Do you know how to read between the lines?
All now it's all for now, all for one
What you want?

Big ol' south of a liner
Stranded and strange just as innocence gets
I'm not leaving out they are trying to forget
The whole world, the whole world is

Going on and on
Back in to the touch, it's moving on again
Going on and on

What's next?
I'm out of time
Losing my touch I can feel
Speak for me; you'll see the same signs
Do you know how to read between the lines?
All now it's all for now, all for one
What you want?


. . .


(Michael Hurley Cover)

Oh the werewolf, oh the werewolf
Comes stepping along
He don't even break the branches where he's gone
Once I saw him in the moonlight, when the bats were a flying
I saw the werewolf, and the werewolf was crying

Cryin' nobody knows, nobody knows, body knows
How I loved the man, as I teared off his clothes
Cryin' nobody know, nobody knows my pain
When I see that it's risen; that fool moon again

For the werewolf, for the werewolf has sympathy
For the werewolf, somebody like you and me.
And only he goes to me, man this little flute I play
All through the night, until the light of day, and we are doomed to play

For the werewolf, for the werewolf, has sympathy

. . .



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 along 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
Anywhich way there's no past and no presence
When the day comes and all of them bums
Will reveal enchanting persons
Come along...

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

. . .



I never meant to be the needle that broke your back
You were here, you were here, and you were here
Don't look back

I never meant to be the needle that broke your back
You were here, you were here, and you were here
Don't look back

He war he war
He will kill for you
He war he war
He will kill for you
From who you can
You know you can

Hey hey heeeyyy
Hey hey heeeyyy
Hey hey heeeyyy
Hey hey heeeyyy

I'm not that hot new chick
And if you won't let me run with it
We're on to your same old trick
Get up and run away with it

I'm not that hot new chick
And if you won't let me run with it
We're on to your same old trick
Get up and run away with it

Hey hey hey
He war he war
He will kill for you
Hey hey hey
He war he war
He will kill for you
Hey hey hey
From who you can
Hey hey hey
You know you can

Hey hey hey
He war he war
He will kill for you
Hey hey hey
He war he war
He will kill for you
Hey hey hey
From who you can
Hey hey hey

. . .



Hold the gun
Way deep down
Look out beyond the sun
Look out beyond the sun

Good things coming
'Cause the good thing's coming

Shotguns with no guns
Shot army with no army at all

I don't know what is worse
And I can't tell what is the best
People emphasize the way of the world
Demons despise the sound of shaking paper
Guess what I found out
You

. . .



Baby
Black, black, black is all you see
Don't you want to be free?
Baby
Red, red fire is what you breathe
Don't you want to be clean?
Honey, the shape you're in
Is worth every dime you spent
Baby Doll
Turn out the lights
Set yourself on fire
Say goodnight
Did you have a real cool time?
Baby
Black, black, black is all you see

. . .



There's a dream that I see, I pray it can be
Look cross the land, shake this land
A wish or a command
A Dream that I see, don't kill it, it's free
You're just a man, you get what you can

We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We can all be free
Maybe not in words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind

Listen to me, don't walk that street
There's always an end to it
Come and be free, you know who I am
We're just living people

We won't have a thing
So we've got nothing to lose
We can all be free
Maybe not with words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind

You've got to choose a wish or command
At the turn of the tide, is withering thee
Remember one thing, the dream you can see
Pray to be, shake this land

We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We won't have a thing
So we've got nothing to lose
We can all be free
Maybe not with words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind


. . .



His name was Perry
He had a learning difficulty
His father was a very mean man
His father burned his skin
His father send him to his death
He was ten years old
He was ten years old
He was ten years old

Her name was Naomi
Beautiful round face, so ashamed
Told me how to please a man
After school in the back of a bus
She was doing it every day
She was eleven years old
She was eleven years old
She was eleven years old

Her name was Sheryl
Black hair, like an electric space
She would pretty paint my face
She was a very good friend
Her father would come to her in the night
She was twelve years old
She was twelve years old
She was twelve years old

His name was Donovan
He was a very good friend
The cards were stacked against him
He was selling cocaine
The last time I saw him
He was thirteen years old
He was thirteen years old
He was thirteen years old

His name was Charles
He said he was in love with me
We were both fourteen
Then I had to move away
Then he begin to smoke crack
Then he had to sell ass
I don't know where he is

. . .



When you give half of you
I want all of you
When you give half of you
I want all of you

When you go back window
You see shadows
When you're shopping for me
'Cause when you give half of you
I want all of you

Sadness is a gentle mind
But a good women has her hands to use
Empty package of chips will tell you
What can be sold market and what can belongs to you
When you give…when you give half of you

. . .


(John Lee Hooker)

When will you do what you say you'll do?
How could you really do it?
Will you keep on running?
Baby settle down
Will you keep on running?
You'll lose your heart
Will you keep on running?
Baby settle down
Will you keep on running?
Run on, run on
You'll rule your day

Crawlin' black spider baby
Crawlin' black spider

Begin to crawl on baby with the cracks were very high
Just keep on crawlin' till the day I die

Crawlin' black spider

When will you do what you say you'll do?
How could you really do it?
Will you keep on running?
Baby settle down
Will you keep on running?
You'll lose your heart
Will you keep on running?
Baby settle down
Will you keep on running?
Run on, run on and you'll rule your day


. . .



Better call the ships
They've been caught sailing
Better call the captain
He's been caught stealing
Better call the porter man
He's been caught leaving
Better call all the guys on the deck
They've been caught with no feeling
Better call the fisherman
'Cause they're coming on land
Better call the head nurse
Wrap us up, to throw us in the dark
Better call with some resistance
Better way to feel no shame
Better call with some persistence
That way you feel nothing at all
Better call on evolution
Better way to make a revolution
Better make your mind up quick

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