The Cat Empire
Music

Cities

Released: 01/04/2006

CITIES The Cat Empire Project – This project is somewhere in between a tribute to our own city and an experiment in sounds that we’ve found abroad. The approach to this record was far less precious than it was for our debut and two shoes. It was a kind of surprise record we almost didn’t expect to make. We wrote the material very quickly, and had an excellent and robust few weeks recording it. The record is in some ways serious and in some ways stupendous. There are ethnics, locals, sad songs, adventure songs, musical chorus’, screamers, and a collection of soul references. There are strings sections, Sitars, Tablas, horn sections, short punchy arrangements as well as some excellent solos. It is the kind of recording in which people might get to hear a different side of The Cat Empire, but it’s still soulful, strange, humorous, whimsical, sometimes sad, sometimes delirious, mis-placed and undoubtedly Catempiracle as well.

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • Oh Oh Oh…
    Blurring facing evasive evolving
    747 lands I go out strolling
    Pacing lacing up the shoes
    That depict a kind of blues
    Get a paper read the news
    Oh so many cities
    Are going around in my head
    Take me back to where I might belong
    Traipsing trading with strangers and romance
    Learnt about the nights where you live like your last chance
    Oh oh oh…
    I’m going to rocket with bus across the sky
    Gonna catch a train through the sea
    Then steal some fire
    Hold on baby while the stage lights eve
    When the beat ignites us Prometheus is free

    Oh so many cities
    Are going around in my head
    Take us back to where we might belong
    Oh so many people
    Rolled up on these shoulder’s
    Something give me grace oh darling please
    Blurring facing evasive evolving
    747 lands I go out strolling
    Pacing lacing up the shoes
    That depict a kind of blues
    Get a paper read the new
    She was a fountain in the desert and a tropical sea
    Our caravan stopped temporarily

  • There’s a soul man
    And he’s shuffling in my head
    He lives ah he lived ah he live ah he’s living
    And I’m never going to grow old wishing
    Could have my time again
    He shuffle with the gypsy lady in my dreams
    And she screams with her hips when he kiss her oh so
    Something when he moves doesn’t have to move much
    But he does it with such gentle tenderness, I’m singing
    Young men stomping in the bullpen
    Looking for some good zen
    Often to do the dumb things
    Looking for some a-ah-ah-amen
    There’s a soul man listening to the soul tamb
    Playing in his right hand now he found this own sound
    And it’s ok
    He never speak for-the-sake-of-speaking
    Doesn’t talk all-that-talking no he doesn’t say nothing
    Til he got something to say
    He shuffle with the gypsy lady in my dreams
    And she screams with her hips when he kiss her oh so
    Something got me singing oh I never never
    Never gonna
    Grow old wishing
    Could have my time again

  • Set in motion my imagination’s miles
    A million lights expose those magic cities on the Nile and my
    Young trials lead me sailing down this stream
    Of hidden songs and steam and my
    – Piano it floats and echoes
    A moonbeam through the kite she sent
    Read ‘Is your wooden boat in sight?’
    And while I replied ‘it’s not’
    It was in fact not far from right outside
    I would surprise her wake her up and rise her
    Go swimming in the night’s horizon then dry her
    Offer the familiar passage of my outstretched hand
    ‘Say when you staying home’ she said
    ‘Why not come on my boat instead?’
    ‘Cos I’m tired of all your currents and your tides
    Your moods creating whirlpools
    And you’re in love with the ride and I
    Want – some – peace and quiet!’
    So we fought a while caught our breath a while
    I told her how the purple flowers glow along the river side
    She told me all she wanted was me home with some time
    I showed her how the sky was only water inclined
    I told her all about the huts the kind of music we played
    She reminded me that ‘Flashes pass a house is well made’
    I told her about the spot where all the ocean’s collide
    She said that ‘You could have that with me every night’ and so
    Set in motion my imagination’s miles
    A million lights expose those magic cities on the Nile and my
    Young trials leads me sailing down this stream of hidden songs and steam and my
    – Piano it floats and echoes
    ‘So when you coming home’ she said
    ‘Why not come on my boat instead?’
    ‘Cos I’m tired of all your currents and your tides
    Your moods creating whirlpools
    And you’re in love with the ride and I

  • Know your name
    And sing it loud
    Know your na-a-a-a-ame
    Though I’m saying this again
    Know your name
    And sing it loud
    Though I listen when you talk to me
    Your eyes, they seem cold
    And I wish I might remind you of the time
    When they held the sky
    On and on the song seems to find you alone
    When it rains
    I hear that sound
    When it ra-a-a-a-ains
    All that pain
    Washing down
    When it rains
    I hear that sound
    Though I listen when you talk to me
    Your eyes, they seem cold
    And I wish I might remind you of the time
    When they held the sky
    Why’d your spirit cry? My oh my
    You should have seen you in your prime

  • Instrumental

  • We got soul
    Soul soul soul tonight
    We got soul
    Shake and we provide
    1,2,3,4
    So step from side to side now
    Honey’s move your hips from left to right now
    Fellas got to get loose to keep it tight now
    Well alright well alright
    We got soul
    Soul soul soul tonight now
    We got soul
    Shake and we provide
    1,2,3,4
    So step from side to side now
    Honey’s move your hips from left to right now
    Fellas got to get loose to keep it tight now
    Oh alright now
    We got soul
    Soul soul soul tonight
    We got soul
    Shake and we provide
    So step from side to side now
    Honey’s move your hips from left to right
    Fellas got to get loose to keep it tight
    Well alright well alright well alright

  • So by now you have seen me
    By now I have seen you
    Would you would you would you
    Move with me
    Looked through a looking glass
    and what did I see?
    I saw one thousand cameras shooting
    and a giant TV
    and a mass of people sitting watching
    watching that big screen
    when around them was a fire burning
    that they couldn’t see
    they couldn’t breathe but kept watching
    and thought things they would be fine
    believed that the screen
    would be screening for all of time
    conceived the idea they were
    behind the screen divine
    but when it came to living
    were what petrol is to wine
    Hear through some speakers sounding
    what did I hear?
    I hear some plastic singer singing
    plastic lyrics in my ear
    and a mass of empty hands clapping
    with an empty cheer
    when in the distance was some soul music
    that they couldn’t hear
    neared the speaker with the plastic song
    and tried their best to move
    cleared a floor and tried to shake it
    but they couldn’t find their groove
    they feared to recognise that what they heard
    was music abused
    and when it came to dancing
    their bodies refuse
    So by now you have seen me
    By now I have seen you
    Would you would you would you
    Move with me

  • String Arrangement Oliver McGill
    Siente L’amour but that is only half of the score
    You fucking sangangui so long aufwiedersehn adiu
    You had me feeling blue, but now I’m gonna jive
    I am the sky
    Yeh
    And it’s true
    Honey I’m well but the world is a little unwell
    Thank you salut but would help us change and would you help us through?
    Oh my love is so strong
    ‘But love,’ she said’s ‘not all you need’
    Yes my mind is open
    But so is our disease
    The harness is broken
    Lord Lend me your hand
    The sign’s clear but not spoken
    This is a troubled land
    This is a troubled land
    Honey I’m well but the world is a little unwell
    Thankyou salut but would you help us change and would you help us through
    Honey I’m well but the world is a little unwell
    Thankyou salut but would you make a change and would you help us soon?
    The tiger and it’s coarse

  • These nights awake
    Can you imagine how much time
    We’ve spent around here?
    Enough to say that we have seen
    Two moons come past
    Pass and turn away
    Don’t close your eyes
    – For we
    Have come to love
    That mad white glare
    Don’t close your eyes for we
    Would see the room depart
    And sing the song for day
    Singing the song
    Singing the song just for the day
    Singing the song
    While the moons they fade away
    The song that brings the night to sleep
    And creeps into our eyes
    For delusion makes them manic –
    For delusion makes us manic
    For illusion makes us sing
    The song just for the day

  • Meant to meet you but I couldn’t stay
    Till now never knew how life tears you away
    Now I wait for the springtime in Spain
    My love
    A beautiful being’s so sad and so strong
    You gave me a story you gave me a song
    When he played his guitar she would weep
    My love
    So one rainy day that spirit took flight
    She made him a cap full of magic and might
    For his birthday to rule a great stage
    [and perform till old age]
    My love
    And why did you never arrive
    When we – before you left I saw tears in your eye
    And your mother just told me you –
    My love
    Estava en Ottro Siteo
    To state he was born boy got rhythm within
    Was to put it so mildly her crying faced grinned
    It would spring from all fibres of humanly everythings
    My love
    Nothing’s sure but that love never reasons
    Now the world might have lost all its springtime’s
    And all of the seasons are bleak without you
    My love
    Estava en Ottro Siteo
    Meant to meet you but I couldn’t stay
    Till now never knew how life tears you away
    Now I wait for the springtime in Spain
    My love
    Estava en Ottro Siteo

  • I want some culture
    Never mind the cheese
    Just want to hear music
    And originality
    I want some culture
    Never mind the TV
    Just want to hear music
    Down at the 303

    This is a rhyme about how good music can be
    How mean are its bass lines its melodies and beats
    Now it’s good to have positivity
    But you also must be able to crush adversaries because
    We have terrorists in the music industry
    Yes terrorists trying to define what music be
    We are modern medicine men – cure all ills with ill beats
    But some people are making music sick
    And stealing all the chi
    You know who you are and yes judge not lest ye
    Be judged I agree in front of my plasma screen but
    While you’re making a concert of convicts who
    Stumbled through the contest I’m taking the
    Concept of convex and putting it in a concave context
    And if you were Rocksteady, Bebop and Shredder
    I’d be Krang… doing that evil shit better
    Music is for living yes music is essential
    Music should take risks and be experimental

  • Was going to write a song at a time
    When my life and my moods were in order and fine
    But the hour was late and my room was a state
    And I realized that song I would never create
    And so this is a song I discovered instead
    The song about living before we are dead
    And by living I don’t mean perfection like gold
    Cos living my friends is the sweet unresolved
    LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
    LEAN OVER YOUR BALCONIES AND DON’T RUN INSIDE
    LOOK AFTER YOUR WORLD AND SHE MIGHT TREAT YOU RIGHT
    LET RANDOM-THINGS-PROVIDE-IMAGINATION SOMETIMES OH
    I’ve seen people trying to package their love
    Like a dove in the kitchen with a note that says
    Make sure you scrub well and plan and prepare everything
    Affection as clean as a triangle ting
    But love it or not love’s as mad as they come
    Oh it’s sly and it’s wise and it’s wonderfully dumb
    And while some might still say ‘No it’s pure like one’
    My love it is wild and not mild and on the run
    An Austrian waltz is a very strange thing
    When it’s played in the midst of the Melbourne music boxing ring
    And who said that culture can’t grow from a whim
    My god there is strength when a cat learns to swim
    ‘And what is a king’ he screamed at the wind
    A king is decisive without and within
    They can’t make me stumble they don’t hit my chin
    They told me I mumbled so I decided to sing
    I’d never be too old or bitter and thin
    Was born with a smile and I’d die with a grin
    And I dive in the ocean when the sky tumbles in
    And I’d rise when I find a way to make her shining
    And I know the trick that the gods love to play
    You say you want one thing they take it away
    But action I’ve found is a seven letter word
    Pretend you want a shoebox
    And find you’ve found the world

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