The Cat Empire
Music

Two Shoes

Released: 17/04/2005

Two Shoes was recorded in Havana Cuba, at the famous Estudio Egrem where legends such as The Buena Vista Social Club, Irakere, Ruben Gonzalez and many others have found themselves recording. This album was made the old school way, playing live in a room over the course of 28 days in Nov/Dec 2004.

Produced by Jerry Boys, Felix Riebl and The Cat Empire, it is an album we are proud of, one which survived food poisoning, blackouts, freighting hundreds of kilos of equipment across the world, and many other stories which will all be revealed in time. We are proud of it, and hope you will enjoy…

Tracklist & Lyrics

  • If frisy hair was a metaphor
    for festival time
    then this woman is a goddess
    of that festival shrine, met her
    – at a jam
    in that garden of sorts
    I must confess god bless
    some impure thoughts
    “show us the money”
    was the call of the night
    but no money could have bought
    even a piece of her pride, there might
    have been a sea of people
    I don’t know, because
    all I could see
    was how this woman she glowed so
    -Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
    ya look like one incredible creature
    wanna treat you fine
    lets dance and grind
    get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
    you’re divine you’re sublime
    and well you blow my mind
    She caterpillar so good
    that all the greeks go “killa”
    break and enter take ya like a glass of milk
    then “spill ya”
    saw her coming what a scene
    what I mean is
    she got that sex coffee beam
    but she tastes like vanilla
    well alright she ignite
    when we hit the floor
    like the vroom on a V8 super commodore
    now if it makes a good story
    well it’s just worthwhile
    with her’s like dealing stories
    in that sprinkla style and so
    -Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
    ya look like one incredible creature
    wanna treat you fine
    lets dance and grind
    get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
    you’re divine you’re sublime
    and well you blow my mind

  • I’ve got a key
    And a piece of paper in my pocket deep
    In my pocket piece of paper and a key
    as I wander through the street
    War is there a war
    or is there isn’t a war anymore?
    Somebody told me that nothing is for sure
    Can you hear the ocean roar
    On each street is a tree
    In the distance the desert sleeps
    Sometimes a sigh is a song
    And a breath is a melody
    Oceans rise and oceans fall
    So just what does tomorrow mean?
    I give smile a give a song
    For one moment’s eternity
    Na na na na na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na na na
    Oh but it’s some mob
    Some mob that brought me here I know it is my job
    To seek my fortune Nanna thank you for this mob
    Remember you now you are gone
    If I went away
    Tropical island somewhere sunny every day
    But everyone I ever cared about remained
    Would I tan or would I fade?
    So every morning he wake
    Spend his day at the daybreak
    And every spoonful he take
    Be of something his own make
    Mountains rise and mountains fall
    So just what does forever mean?
    I give a smile I give a song
    For one moment’s eternity
    CHORUS

  • I cannot say ‘oh sweetness’
    like he could
    and I cannot play a lullaby
    like it should
    I’ll give you all night movie marathon
    and a triple expresso so you can stay awake
    it might be late – but
    it’s never too late for that lovin
    my sexy babe
    I used to cry but now I have to laugh
    because she’s got that torment
    to a fine art
    smart like a foxy
    and craf-ty-as-a-cat
    i’m looking up
    as i’m lying on my back
    bite the beast
    if i want a big piece of the pie
    but she’s taken the feast
    in the blink of an eye
    I can-not-jus-ti-fy
    what’s going on
    – it feels so right
    when it seems so wrong
    like a plot hatched
    in the sweet spot of that trap
    – ask what she’s schemes
    she say ‘oh this and that’
    then she snaps like a camera
    in black with a flash
    puts the drum in the drama
    the hand in the clap
    she’s a map with no bearings
    attached – no
    safety-in-this-match
    fire you can’t catch
    then zap I was struck by that
    bolt before dawn
    then by breakfast honey
    we was signed and sworn
    I’ll give you all night movie marathon
    and a triple expresso so you can stay awake
    it might be late – but
    it’s never too late for that lovin
    my sexy babe
    something always telling me
    ‘save prayers before dawn’
    cos what happens when I’m with you
    makes me shake my head then smile and yawn
    I’m worn out but I’m beaming
    and it seems that we are dreamy
    as we head out through that strange old morning door
    This game is no game
    but it’s played all the same
    and I love it even
    if it makes me deranged
    it’s like tears in the rain
    burning spears in my brain
    cause me pain sometimes
    make me drained
    but I cannot complain
    – mad the ugly good and bad
    had some happy with my sad
    and some tricks in my bag
    when it’s up run a muck
    like a bull that just bucked
    when it’s down it’s a drag
    and you fight with no partner to tag
    – at times I would dive in the sea
    to escape from the rising
    and crashing malea
    drink tea with a fat fish
    and find a golden key
    then rise to the surface
    and open my baby
    and maybe she’d say ‘we are crazy’
    the two of us together like melbourne weather
    be like balls in a maze see
    we rolling along in obcurity
    but when we meet in the middle
    say mmm it’s a treat
    I’ll give you all night movie marathon
    and a triple expresso so you can stay awake
    – it might be late but
    it’s never too late for that lovin
    my sexy babe
    something always telling me
    ‘save your prayers before dawn’
    cos what happens when I’m with you
    makes me shake my head then smile and yawn
    I’m worn out but I’m beaming
    and it seems that we are dreamy
    as we head out through that strange old morning door

    I used to laugh
    but now I have to cry
    because today my baby tell me
    that it’s time to say goodbye
    ask her ‘why what did I do?
    You and me we were so sly’
    then she sigh ‘that’s true
    we were slinky through and through
    but it’s sad and it’s set
    I get high then I get depressed
    and I guess when we’re together
    it’s that happy kind of stress’
    touching left right down
    kiss my finger I reply
    ‘I can’t deny you were the best
    and by the best I mean the mess you made
    I must confess I never
    met-a-more sexy maid
    that smell like me
    so bless your wayward ways
    and loving craze and crazy days
    and things you’de say
    and looks you made
    you’re not the queen of hearts
    you’re the queen of spades
    and you’de take my breath away
    any day that way
    so anyway is this the end?
    Is this the fifth act of the play?
    I kissed her then I turned
    and was about to walk away
    when I sense a little tingle
    that begin down from below
    then I hear her with a whisper
    ‘you’re the most gullible man I know’

  • The weekend is the weekend
    And it’s sunny in the park
    I’ll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark
    I’ve got a lot of homework
    But homework he can wait
    I never start my homework till its already too late
    My parents say think about your future and my teachers say the same
    But it’s hard
    When there’s a basketball game in the park
    It’s 1998
    And everybody’s saying:
    “Harry, you’re going to be a lawyer some day…”
    It’s Monday bloody Monday
    And there’s two things I forgot
    I forgot to do my homework
    And I’ve only got one sock
    I’m halfway through a test
    But I just can’t concentrate
    I’m sitting next to Fontaine
    I want to ask her on a date
    I really want to start a conversation
    But each time she walks past
    I start choking on my pencil
    And fall flat on my ass
    I need to concentrate
    I have to get this grade
    Or I might fail to be a lawyer someday
    BRIDGE
    But just right now
    Can’ think of anything better to do
    Than just sit down at the piano and a write this tune
    And maybe later
    Maybe later in the afternoon
    I’ll sit back and relax
    And think of all the things I’m going to do…
    CHORUS
    Someday…
    I’ll buy an old car
    Someday…
    I’ll get that car to start
    Someday…
    I’ll learn how to drive too
    And then Someday…
    Imagine all the things I could do.
    (That was 1998 now
    Bring it forward to the present day now
    Cause some things have changed
    but some things never change)
    The weekend is the weekend
    And it’s sunny in the park
    I’ll stay here with my beer and fish ‘n’ chips till it gets dark
    I just saw Peter Parsons
    Who used to be in my class
    I always gave him wedgies cause I thought he worked too hard
    He said, “Harry, life is great –
    I feel so happy these days –
    I’m a litigation lawyer –
    So I got it made
    I’m going out with Fontaine
    Rememer her from tenth grade?
    I drive a Porsche so I can’t complain…”
    BRIDGE
    Shit! And look at me can’t think of anything better to do
    That just sit down at the piano and write this tune
    And maybe later
    Maybe later in the afternoon
    I’ll sit back and relax and think of all the things I’m going to do…
    CHORUS

  • One day one woman asked him
    ‘what do you to survive?’
    he said ‘oh my dear listen here’
    and this is what he cried
    On my feet I wear two shoes for dancing
    ‘dancing to be free’
    my feet they’re paying tribute to
    the Bobby Marley legacy
    My knees they’ve got some cuts and bruises
    from skating all my days
    when i’m skating with my friends
    my troubles drift away
    I say my legs they’re wearing baggy pants
    I like to move around
    cos getting down and jumping up
    these are some good things that I found
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak the empire be rising
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak we making some lovin
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak the greedy men running
    Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
    boom shak got two shoes for dancin
    My waist it’s got a slinky belt
    with a clip that’s quick to open
    because loving is the sweetest thing
    and from my waist it happen
    And my stomachs got some tasty food
    that’s making me feel good
    cos sharing some meals is something
    i wish the world could do
    And my chest it wears a singlet
    ah my chest it beating proud
    my chest suggest I am a man
    that no institution can knock down
    And around my neck is superstition
    hanging from a chain
    because i’ve got my gods but in the end
    I make my own way
    CHORUS
    My mouth it’s got a great big smile
    that shows some great big teeth
    to friends it brings a happiness
    and to enemies it means defeat
    And my eyes they’ve got some vision
    that can see through many lies
    ah my eyes they look for better things
    the better things to see in life
    And my ears are wearing head phones
    that do play my favourite songs
    not music i’m told to like
    but the songs that make me dance along
    Cos on my feet are shoes for dancing
    ‘dancing to be free’
    my feet they’re paying tribute to
    the bobby marley legacy

  • Do you ever look around
    turn your ear to the ground
    show your face to the sky
    on a night when the skies echoe sounds
    from inside of your mind
    on the stage that you shone
    where the sun did become you
    and move with your thoughts
    through the sighs and the scenes
    of the worlds you have seen
    and the sights that have been
    your reflection in shadows and dreams?
    – your reflection in shadows and dreams
    Did you ever see a man
    who did walk down the street
    white robe with no shoes on his feet
    and on top of his head place a box with two slits
    and the sign from his neck said
    ‘I do not exist’
    or a woman who could not remember her name
    did stutter and stutter
    again and again
    and saw you and called you her son
    her eyes said
    ‘my being is gone
    but still I’m not dead’?
    Miserere
    Have you ever seen a sound
    have you listened to an image
    have you ever touched a thought
    have you ever tasted nothing
    have you ever told a lie
    that was true more than truth
    because truth it had lied
    all its life when it spoke to you?
    And what did it say
    it is that it is this
    this goes here here is there
    it is not yes it is
    it was dulling your senses
    your eyes they were bound
    have you ever my friends
    been looking around?
    And the other replies
    with a wave of a hand
    I am already here
    in this promised land
    but not by a god and not by a king
    and not by a spirit
    deep from within
    I am here
    because a miracle’s a whim
    it’s a flash of glory
    it’s an empty tin
    and maybe might lets you in
    not to save you
    but to keep on looking-
    Miserere…
    Have you ever
    been so happy that you’re sad?
    that the lights turn to stars
    and the stars become eyes
    and hello’s are goodbye’s
    and the laughs are the sigh’s
    and the show disappears with the note
    ‘until next time’
    Long live living
    if living can be this
    Long live living
    if living can be this
    Long live living
    if living can be this
    Long live living
    if living can be this
    Do you ever look around
    turn your ear to the ground
    show your face to the sky
    on a night when the skies echoe sounds
    from inside of your mind
    on the stage that you shone
    where the sun did become you
    and move with your thoughts
    through the sighs and the scenes
    of the worlds you have seen
    and the sights that have been
    your reflection in shadows and dreams
    Do you ever look around
    and find what is yet to be found?

  • Sol y Sombra aeh Mama
    Ollie’s cha cha
    Singing eah eah eah
    Sol y Sombra aeh Papa
    Kanela
    Oh eah eah

  • CHORUS
    It wasn’t hard…
    To get the party started
    (harry’s verse)
    Chillin at the club
    Pimpin with my money
    (Well actually, my parties are more like)
    Chillin in the sun
    With tea and milk and honey
    Tea and lamingtons
    That’s my idea of fun
    But I do enjoy the odd occasional bottle of rum
    As we learnt in the songs that I have previously sung
    When its done with fruit juice at a barbecue in the sun
    If the afternoon is begun with kangaroo and capsicum
    I do eat meat but I don’t like killing
    So don’t crash my party while I’m sitting back chilling
    My oh my why oh why are people so violient
    I ain’t trying to be a lion I extend my alliance
    To anyone who likes to just sit back and chitchat
    Maybe have a jam, spit scats and eat biscuits
    Before you know its midnight
    and you’re running through the moonlight
    And you realise…
    CHORUS

  • I’ve done too much of some things
    And not enough of others
    Just like all life lovers
    I’ve changed and changed
    and changed and changed
    From one thing to another
    I’ve had complicated dealings
    With complicated feelings
    And I’ve cut and bruised and torn
    I made blinds on the windows of my mind
    with the time that my back once wore
    I’m a single person in this universe
    And I am here to say to you:
    On the day that I die I’ll just give a smile
    And fly into the blue
    CHORUS
    (Cause we’re all just)
    Protons, Neutrons, Electrons
    That rest on a Sunday
    Work on a Monday and someday soon
    We’ll be singing the old tunes
    Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, Zip-a-dee-doo
    I’ll be sitting on the porch with you
    Then I’ll die and I’ll fly off into the blue
    Some night I see the world with its winds and its whirls
    And I feel undefeated
    But every day I see the girl with the strawberry curl
    And I’m too shy to meet her
    Some nights I go to bed
    There’s a ghost in the air above my head
    And I tremble
    Sometimes I eat KFC
    Other times I give up meat
    And I just eat lentils
    I’m a singe person in the universe
    And I am here to sing a song
    About the day that I was born
    Till the day that I’ll be gone
    And the song won’t last for long
    (Cause we’re all just…)
    CHORUS
    And enemy is a remedy to a malady in your melody
    If you’re strong not brittle
    And a friend is a friend
    Is a friend to the end and it’s oh so simple
    A man is a man and a woman is a woman
    But the times we are living in demand
    That a man can change from a man to a woman
    And a woman can demand to be a man
    We’re just flesh with socks and locks and frocks
    And I am here to say to you
    On the day that I die I’ll just give a smile and fly into the blue
    (Cause we’re all just…)
    CHORUS

  • I’ve got the clouds on a string
    That I pull with my little finger elegantly
    What is this oh what’s this music on the breeze
    It sounds like all my holidays when my father used to say:
    ‘Let’s go down to the beach’
    And we’d go down to the beach
    My little sisters and me
    Sometimes a man can feel like he is just a puppet
    And the wind blows him here and blows him there
    But when I kiss you my dear
    I feel like a buccaneer
    And water makes its music everywhere
    CHORUS
    Saltwater
    Oh how I miss your misty kisses
    Saltwater
    Oh what expressionless bliss
    Is this?
    I’ve got the sky in my eyes
    As I lie on my back in the deep blue sea
    What is this oh what could this strange feeling be?
    It feels like:
    It feels like:
    It feels like:
    I don’t know what it feels like
    But it feels right
    Sometimes a man is like an icecream in a desert
    And he wonders what is it we seek?
    Like water runs through your fingers
    Memories rise up from the deep.

  • One night when I was sleeping
    a gypsy lady sneak into my head
    and she said
    ‘I’ve got a bottle of schnapps
    lets get to know each other drinking
    a belly full of laughs
    and some thoughts that beyond thinking
    let’s play a game of those cards my friend
    because tonight I’m going to show you
    how the night it never never never ends’
    Morning is
    one thousand dreams away
    and our expedition
    telling us to stay
    so stay we will we’ve got that gypsy lady
    perched upon our bow
    and the empire ship be heading
    where the wild ones they are now
    oh how the gods look down
    and frown at those who never stood said
    ‘my name is no-one’
    then went a little mad
    And from time to time
    she sneaks back inside me and she say
    ‘lucky sing the secrets that I taught you always’
    replied ‘as long as I am living
    I never forget
    that the sun is never shining and it never set’
    so let’s make some fire and smoke and then
    we’ll go exploring in the night
    that never never never end
    Morning is
    one thousand dreams away
    and our expedition
    telling us to stay
    so stay we will we’ve got that gypsy lady
    perched upon our bow
    and the empire ship be heading
    where the wild ones they are now
    oh how the gods look down
    and frown at those who never stood said
    ‘my name is no-one’
    then went a little mad
    I’ve got a tingle in my back
    and something sparking in my toes
    I get the shivers through my body
    when that trumpet blows
    and while asleep I am awake
    and while awake I am dreaming
    before I start to think
    I am scheming
    to start a party tonight my friends
    because tonight I’m going to show you
    how the night it never never never ends
    1001
    Parking Inspector
    – just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah Parking Inspector…
    Went to my friends
    when I found a fine beat
    cos I like to play a rhythm
    where the rhythm plays me
    play it all day
    on a balcony above the street
    where old Franky and me we
    shuffle with our feet
    And old man Goergie
    takes some sugar with his tea
    when he’s stirred by a melody
    of hands moving easy
    you see it reminds him
    dreams by the sea
    where the breeze blows
    underneath that island tree
    And we played til the playing
    Gave us the munchies
    then we played in the kitchen
    made the easy gods happy
    cos we left them a little chilli-special
    and some chocolate we eat because it’s sweet
    when I leave I am smiling
    at the things I haven’t done
    oh I haven’t broke a sweat
    and I haven’t had to run
    for the list of one-thousand
    -and-one that does plague me
    on some days
    when the sun rays don’t come
    Parking Inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah Parking Inspector
    [won’t let you wreck my fun]
    When I get to my car
    I am faced with a sight
    that is strange and it’s sad
    and it’s mad it’s not right
    there’s one thousand and one
    spaces free but I see
    that he find me guilty
    of the time over fee
    Now I know why my mother
    why my mother warned me
    said ‘you might be lucky
    but know nothing comes for free’
    she is right – entirely
    cos the ticket paid the song
    that I sing to this beat
    Parking inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah parking inspector
    won’t let you wreck my fun
    cos when I pay for my ticket
    I won’t curse and despise
    no i’ll run into the girl
    with the slinky blue eyes
    then my list of one thousand and one
    will remain
    I had plans to get it done
    but now my plans they have changed
    Parking Inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah Parking Inspector
    ‘just listen to the bass and the funky drums’
    Parking Inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    grow a little more
    but ah parking inspector
    you won’t believe what I saw
    on the back of my ticket
    with invisible type
    was a map to the place
    with one thousand delights
    and a key that was one to that
    spot by the sea where the breeze
    blows underneath that island tree

  • Parking Inspector
    – just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah Parking Inspector…
    Went to my friends
    when I found a fine beat
    cos I like to play a rhythm
    where the rhythm plays me
    play it all day
    on a balcony above the street
    where old Franky and me we
    shuffle with our feet
    And old man Goergie
    takes some sugar with his tea
    when he’s stirred by a melody
    of hands moving easy
    you see it reminds him
    dreams by the sea
    where the breeze blows
    underneath that island tree
    And we played til the playing
    Gave us the munchies
    then we played in the kitchen
    made the easy gods happy
    cos we left them a little chilli-special
    and some chocolate we eat because it’s sweet
    when I leave I am smiling
    at the things I haven’t done
    oh I haven’t broke a sweat
    and I haven’t had to run
    for the list of one-thousand
    -and-one that does plague me
    on some days
    when the sun rays don’t come
    Parking Inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah Parking Inspector
    [won’t let you wreck my fun]
    When I get to my car
    I am faced with a sight
    that is strange and it’s sad
    and it’s mad it’s not right
    there’s one thousand and one
    spaces free but I see
    that he find me guilty
    of the time over fee
    Now I know why my mother
    why my mother warned me
    said ‘you might be lucky
    but know nothing comes for free’
    she is right – entirely
    cos the ticket paid the song
    that I sing to this beat
    Parking inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah parking inspector
    won’t let you wreck my fun
    cos when I pay for my ticket
    I won’t curse and despise
    no i’ll run into the girl
    with the slinky blue eyes
    then my list of one thousand and one
    will remain
    I had plans to get it done
    but now my plans they have changed
    Parking Inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    one thousand and one
    but ah Parking Inspector
    ‘just listen to the bass and the funky drums’
    Parking Inspector
    just made my list of one thousand
    grow a little more
    but ah parking inspector
    you won’t believe what I saw
    on the back of my ticket
    with invisible type
    was a map to the place
    with one thousand delights
    and a key that was one to that
    spot by the sea where the breeze
    blows underneath that island tree

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