And by the time i m sober i ve forgotten what i ve had, and davy crockett rides around and says it s cool for cats Cats, who swear like
They re counting out the fivers when the handcuffs lock again, i m invited in for coffee and i give the dog a bone, and meanwhile at the station there s a couple of likely lads
She doesn t mind the language, i m invited in for coffee and i give the dog a bone
they re counting out the fivers when the handcuffs lock again
But all i get is bitter and a nasty little rash, i fancy that
It s cool for, i wanna be so flash
she likes to go to discos but she s never on her own
i m invited in for coffee and i give the dog a bone
In and out of wandsworth with the numbers on their names, it s cool for
How s your father? and they re very cool for cats, the cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass
i said i ll see you later and give her some old chat
i kiss her for the first time and then i take her home
And everybody tells me that it s cool to be a cat, cool for cats
And everybody tells me that it s cool to be a cat, the cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass
it s funny how their missus always look so bleeding same
And he wakes to find the fire s dead and arrows in his hats, cool for cats, cool for cats
i said i ll see you later and give her some old chat
it s cool for
I said i ll see you later and give her some old chat, i wanna be so flash
it s cool for cats
cool for cats
I wanna be so flash, i ask her lots of questions and she hangs on to the wall
Wow........The more i listen to the music of my generation, the more i truly believe just how blessed we were.
Memories come flooding back, lost loves, lost opportunities and always the thought of.................i wish i could have the time back again.
Reality is.......that is not going to happen........But at least i have the songs to remind me of the best days of my life.
I am sure that others of my generation feel the same................so best we can do is reminisce and let those days come flooding back!!!
I sooooo miss those times and i wish i appreciated it more................... Big Jim (New Zealand).
The two girls were called Susan Michaels and Hanna Tate (blonde). They were really high on speed and were friends of producer Gary Philips, who let them dance for a few takes. Once it was realised they each had to join the musicians union or the BBC would not play the video.
I'm so impressed that the girls not only keep up that pace but that the brunette doesn't clonk her head on anything and they don't knock anything over.
I LOVE this music, but listening to it also gives me a pain in my heart because I'll never get to relive those glory days again. Don't get me wrong, I love my life, but damn I sure miss those days. All I have left of them are great memories.
Achingly cool and probably the cleverest thing you'll see today.
one of the best lines ever in any song-- she invites me in for coffee I give the dog a bone
Seems there are a lot of comments of people not understanding the song, or complaining about the bridge, or saying that it's just a plain bad song. I don't see what's wrong with it. I like it a lot. It's a quirky, new wave/post-punk song, and I think it's really fucking cool. Maybe I'm just weird, but that bridge is really explorative and I like the way the song just sort of falls apart and gets really spacey and airy.
I guess not everyone is cool for cats.
Music is passed down from Father to Son, when i was a child my Dad listened to The Squeeze, so now im older and my Father has passed away i find myself listening to these songs and know all the words from growing up with them. Music aint like this nowadays. And i thank my Father for introducing me to the Squeeze. R.I.P Dad love your son Paul.