Cat's Meow
This is a song to set the record straight,
because before long its gonna be too late
to save the music from corporate oppression,
we got to take back the radio stations
To all you producers and executives,
so dedicated to churning out the hits,
we don't want to hear no more cheese,
auto tune pop bullshit,
we want the roots not this Jawaiian candy
I remember a time
we used to sing on the corner for nickels and dimes,
now I look around and how everything has changed,
but somehow the music has always stayed the same
throughout the changes
And its got me thinking
that even when the world all around us is sinking,
Jah music will always be living going strong,
long after humanity has been dead and gone,
it will live on
And all these records will rot and decay
and only the vibrations will remain,
and if the sound you made was pure and true,
your music it will live on long after you
So this is a message to you pop singers,
all who have forgotten your roots and culture,
this is a reminder,
a simple thought to ponder,
are you yourself or are you just another
A beautiful face there on the MTV,
an original or a carbon copy,
are you just one of them,
just trying to fit in,
is there an original bone in your body?
I remember a time
when all the musicians would stand outside in a line,
just to get a chance to jump up on stage and blow
to see if you got the talent to give the people a show
Now its just all about who you know,
who's ass you kiss in this puppet show,
but there's one thing that all of them don't know,
true music can never be bought or sold
So if American Idol is your favorite show,
well worshiping idols is a big no no,
cause if you worship wealth,
or if you worship yourself
someday soon your true colors are gonna show
If glitter and glam is all you desire,
then sooner or later you'll feel the fire,
licking up at your heels,
burning away all you conceal,
revealing the truth that's hiding in your soul
So we give respect to all musicians unchained and free,
all of them who are playing for the Love and never the Love of money,
this is a song for you all,
we're all one big family,
whether you play roots, rock, jazz, blues, hip-hop, or r&b
This is a call to the people,
all the singers and players,
the poets and painters,
dancers and appreciators,
all who play music for the good of the greater,
who know all music comes from Jah the Creator,
gotta free up the music,
gotta free up the culture
and leave these corporate music industry vultures,
gotta keep the music pure forever
And give the people something fresh and innovative,
unexpected and creative,
something they can all relate with,
we gotta mix it up,
gotta change it up,
rearrange it up
and give them lyrics that will make them think cause we are standing on the brink,
rastaman, give yourself a pat on the back
and pick up the slack
cause we gotta keep on trodding til we reach the Zion heights above
and we gotta keep the music flowing in a positive direction,
give the people a reflection of Jah Love
So man if you ain't got the message by now,
original music is the cat's meow,
so turn your radio up
and roll your windows down
and let the people hear you sing it out loud
We got to free up Jah music
because before long its gonna be too late
to save the music from corporate oppression,
we got to take back the radio stations
To all you producers and executives,
so dedicated to churning out the hits,
we don't want to hear no more cheese,
auto tune pop bullshit,
we want the roots not this Jawaiian candy
I remember a time
we used to sing on the corner for nickels and dimes,
now I look around and how everything has changed,
but somehow the music has always stayed the same
throughout the changes
And its got me thinking
that even when the world all around us is sinking,
Jah music will always be living going strong,
long after humanity has been dead and gone,
it will live on
And all these records will rot and decay
and only the vibrations will remain,
and if the sound you made was pure and true,
your music it will live on long after you
So this is a message to you pop singers,
all who have forgotten your roots and culture,
this is a reminder,
a simple thought to ponder,
are you yourself or are you just another
A beautiful face there on the MTV,
an original or a carbon copy,
are you just one of them,
just trying to fit in,
is there an original bone in your body?
I remember a time
when all the musicians would stand outside in a line,
just to get a chance to jump up on stage and blow
to see if you got the talent to give the people a show
Now its just all about who you know,
who's ass you kiss in this puppet show,
but there's one thing that all of them don't know,
true music can never be bought or sold
So if American Idol is your favorite show,
well worshiping idols is a big no no,
cause if you worship wealth,
or if you worship yourself
someday soon your true colors are gonna show
If glitter and glam is all you desire,
then sooner or later you'll feel the fire,
licking up at your heels,
burning away all you conceal,
revealing the truth that's hiding in your soul
So we give respect to all musicians unchained and free,
all of them who are playing for the Love and never the Love of money,
this is a song for you all,
we're all one big family,
whether you play roots, rock, jazz, blues, hip-hop, or r&b
This is a call to the people,
all the singers and players,
the poets and painters,
dancers and appreciators,
all who play music for the good of the greater,
who know all music comes from Jah the Creator,
gotta free up the music,
gotta free up the culture
and leave these corporate music industry vultures,
gotta keep the music pure forever
And give the people something fresh and innovative,
unexpected and creative,
something they can all relate with,
we gotta mix it up,
gotta change it up,
rearrange it up
and give them lyrics that will make them think cause we are standing on the brink,
rastaman, give yourself a pat on the back
and pick up the slack
cause we gotta keep on trodding til we reach the Zion heights above
and we gotta keep the music flowing in a positive direction,
give the people a reflection of Jah Love
So man if you ain't got the message by now,
original music is the cat's meow,
so turn your radio up
and roll your windows down
and let the people hear you sing it out loud
We got to free up Jah music
Credits
Writer(s): Jaymee Carpenter, Thomas Benton Gallagher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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