Lemonheads - Year Of The Cat lyrics

On a morning from a bogart movie<br>In a country where they turn back time<br>You go strolling through the crowd like peter lorre<br>Contemplating a crime<br><br>She comes out of the sun in a silk dress<br>Running like a watercolour in the rain<br>Don't bother asking for explanations<br><br>She'll just tell you that she came<br>In the year of the cat<br><br><br><br>She doesn't give you time for questions<br>As she locks up your arm in hers<br>And you follow<br>'till your sense of which direction<br>Completely disappears<br><br>By the blue tiled walls<br>Near the market stalls<br>There's a hidden door she leads you to<br><br>These days, she says,<br>I feel my life just like a river running thru<br><br>The year of the cat<br><br>Well, she looks at you so cooly<br>And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea<br>She comes in incense and patchouli<br><br>So you take her, to find what's waiting inside<br>The year of the cat<br><br>Well, morning comes and you're still with her<br>And the bus and the tourists are gone<br>And you've thrown away the choice<br>And lost your ticket<br>So you have to stay on<br><br>But the drum-beat strains of the night remain<br>In the rhythm of the new-born day<br>You know sometime you're bound to leave her<br>But for now you're going to stay<br><br>In the year of the cat