Fool Lyrics - Cat Power

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 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 to the sense you're disconnected 

It's not that it's bad, it's not that it's death 

It's just that it's on the tip of your tongue and you're so silent 

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Come along Fool, 

A direct hit to the sense you're disconnected 

It's not that it's bad, it's not that it's death 

It's just that it's on the tip of your tongue and you're so silent 

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Come along Fool, 

A direct hit to the sense you're disconnected 

It's not that it's bad, it's not that it's death 

It's just that it's on the tip of your tongue and you're so silent