Pulp - Different Class

1. Mis-Shapes
2. Pencil Skirt
3. Common People
4. I Spy
5. Disco 2000
6. Live Bed Show
7. Something Changed
8. Sorted for E's & Wizz
9. F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
10. Underwear
11. Monday Morning
12. Bar Italia

Mis-shapes (Link)

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits.
Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh
Oh we don't look the same as you,
And we don't do the things you do,
But we live round here too.
Oh really.

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits,
We'd like to go to town but we cant risk it,
Oh 'cause they just want to keep us out.
You could end up with a smash in the mouth
Just for standing out.
Now really.

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me.
There won't be fighting in the street.
They think they've got us beat,
But revenge is going to be so sweet.

We're making a move,
We're making it now.
We're coming out of the side-lines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah.

We want your homes,
We want your lives,
We want the things you wont allow us.
We won't use guns,
We won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
That's our minds.

Check your lucky numbers,
That much money could drag you under, oh.
What's the point in being rich,
If you cant think what to do with it?
'Cause you're so bleeding thick.

Oh we weren't supposed to be,
We learnt too much at school now we
Can't help but see
That the future that you've got mapped out is
Nothing much to shout about.

We're making a move,
We're making it now.
We're coming out of the side-lines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid.

We want your homes,
We want your lives,
We want the things you wont allow us.
We won't use guns,
We won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
- That's our minds.

And brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me.
There won't be fighting in the street.
They think they've got us beat,
But revenge is going to be so sweet.

We're making a move,
We're making it now.
We're coming out of the side-lines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid, yeah.

We want your homes,
We want your lives,
We want the things you wont allow us.
We won't use guns,
We won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of
- That's our minds, yeah.
And that's our minds, yeah.

When you raise your pencil skirt
Like a veil before my eyes
Like the look upon his face
As he's zipping up his flies

Oh I know
That you're engaged to him
Oh, but I know
You want something to play with baby

(chorus)
I'll be around when he's not in town
I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop
Oh it's turning me on

You can tell me some lies
About the good times that you've had
But I've kissed your mother twice
And now I'm working on your dad oh baby

(chorus)

If you look under the bed
Then I can see my house from here
So just lie against the wall
And watch my conscience disappear now baby

(chorus)

I only come here
Cause I know it makes you sad yeah
I only do it
Cause I know you know it's bad
Oh yes I know that it's ugly
And it shouldn't be like that oh
But it's turning me on

She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculpture at St Martin's college
That's where I
Caught her eye
She told me that her Dad was loaded
I said "In that case I'll have rum and coca-cola."
She said "Fine,"
And then in thirty seconds time she said
"I want to live like common people
I want to do whatever common people do
I want to sleep with common people
I want to sleep with common people like you."
Well what else could I do?
I said "I'll see what I can do."

I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why, but I had to start it somewhere
So it started there
I said "Pretend you've got no money."
But she just laughed an said "Oh you're so funny."
I said "Yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here
Are you sure?
Are you sure you want to live like common people
You want to see whatever common people see
You want to sleep with common people
You want to sleep with common people like me?"
But she didn't understand
She just smiled and held my hand

Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
`cos when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all
Yeah
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance, and drink, and screw
Because there's nothing else to do

Sing along with the common people
Sing along and it might just get you through
Laugh along with the common people
Laugh along even though they're laughing at you
And the stupid things that you do
Because you think that poor is cool

Like a dog lying in a corner
They will bite you and never warn you
Look out
They'll tear your insides out
[something muffled underneath, maybe: I'm sorry,
Mr Dalton, there's no need to be concerned]
`cos everybody hates a tourist
Especially one who thinks it's
All such a laugh
Yeah and the chip stain's grease will come out in the bath
You will never understand
How it feels to live your life
With no meaning or control
And with nowhere else to go
You are amazed that they exist
And they burn so bright whilst you can only wonder why

Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
`cos when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do what common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And dance, and drink, and screw
Because there's nothing else to do

I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
Aa-aa-ah la la la la...
Oh yeah.

I spy a boy, I spy a girl.
I spy the worst place in the world,
In the whole wide world.
Oh you didn't do bad,
You made it out,
I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out.
Oh yeah I'll get out.
Can't you see the giant that walks around you seeing through your petty lives?
Do you think I do these things for real?
I do these things just so I survive.
And you know I will survive.
It may look to the untrained eye,
I'm sitting on my arse all day.
I'm biding time until I take you all on.
My Lords and Ladies,
I will prevail,
I cannot fail.
Cos I spy.
Oh I've got your numbers,
Taken notes,
I know the ways your minds work;
I've studied.
And your minds are just the same as mine
Except that you are clever swines,
You never let mask slip,
You never admit to it,
You're never hurried.
Oh no no no.
And every night I hone my plan
How I will get my satisfaction,
How I will blow your paradise away away, away.
Cos I spy.
And it's just like in the old days -
I used to compose my own critical notices in my head.
"The crowd gasp at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle,
Skilfully avoiding the dog turd next to the corner shop."
Imagining a blue plaque
Above the place I first ever touched a girl's chest,
But hold on,
You've got to wait for the best.
You see you should take me seriously.
Very seriously indeed.
Cause I've been sleeping with your wife for the past sixteen weeks,
Smoking your cigarettes,
Drinking your brandy,
Messing up the bed that you chose together.
And in all that time I just wanted you to come home unexpectedly one afternoon,
And catch us at it in the front room.
You see I spy for a living,
And I specialise in revenge,
On taking the things I know will cause you pain.
I can't help it,
I was dragged up.
My favourite parks are car parks,
Grass is something you smoke,
Birds are something you shag.
Take your "Year in Provence"
And shove it up your arse.
Your Ladbroke Grove looks turn me on, yeah.
With roach burns in designer dresses,
Skin stretched tight over high cheek-bones,
And thousands of tiny dryness lines beating a path to the corners of your eyes.
And every night I hatch my plan,
It's not a case of woman v man.
It's more a case of haves against haven'ts.
And I just happen to have got what you need,
Just exactly what you need yeah.
La la la la la la la la la la,
In the midnight hour.
La la la la la la la la la la,
I will come to you,
I will come to you,
I will take you from this sickness,
Dinner parties and champagne,
I'll hold your body and make it sing again.
Come on - sing again,
Let's sing again, oh yeah,
Cos I spy,
Yes,
I spy.
I spy a boy,
And I spy a girl.
I spy the chance,
To change the world,
To change your world.

Well we were born within an hour of each other.
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.
Your name is Deborah, De-bor-ah. It never suited you.
And they said that when we grew up, we'd get married
And never split up. Oh we never did it, although I often thought of it.

Chorus:
Oh Deborah, do you recall? Your house was very small
With wood-chip on the wall. When I came round to call
You didn't notice me at all, and I said: "Let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown?
Be there two o'clock by the fountain down the road."
I never knew that you'd get married. I would be living
Down here on my own on that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.

You were the first girl at school to get breasts and Martin said that
You were the best. Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was a mess.
I had to watch them try and get you undressed. We were friends and
That's as far as it went. I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant;
Oh, it meant nothing to you `cause you were so popular.

Chorus

Do it, Oh yeah, Oh yeah. And now it's all over. You've paid your money
And you've taken your choice and I know we'll never meet again. But Deborah,
I just wanted you to know I remember every single thing.

Chorus

Oh, what are you doing Sunday, baby? Would you like to come and meet me, maybe?
You can even bring your baby. Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh..
What are you doing Sunday, baby?
Would you like to come and meet me, maybe? You can even bring your baby.
Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.. Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh

She doesn't have to go to work
But she doesn't want to stay in bed
'Cause it's changed from something comfortable
To something else instead

The bed has seen it all
From the first time to the last
The silences of now
And the good times of the past
And it only cost ten pounds
From a shop just down the road
Mind you, that was seven years ago
And things where very different then.

It didn't get much rest at first
The headboard banging in the night
The neighbours didn't dare complain
Oh everything was going right
Now there's no need to complain
'Cause it never makes a sound
Something beautiful left town
And she doesn't even know its name

Now every night she plays a sad game
Called pretending nothing's going wrong

Oh but she knows
If this show was televised
No one would watch it, not tonight
But seven years ago
La la la la la la la ...

Now there's no need to complain
'Cause it never makes a sound
Something beautiful left town
And she never even knew its name

She doesn't have to go to work
But she doesn't want to stay in bed
'Cause it's changed from something comfortable
To something else instead

I wrote this song two hours before we met
I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet
Oh, I could have stayed at home and gone to bed
I could have gone to see a film instead
You might have changed your mind and seen your friend
Life could have been very different but then
Something changed

Do you believe that there's someone up above?
And does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
Why did I write this song on that one day?
Why did you touch my hand and softly say :
"Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway
Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today
Something changed"

When we woke up that morning we had no way of knowing
That in a matter of hours we'd change the way we were going
Where would I be now, where would I be now
If we'd never met?
Would I be singing this song to someone else instead?
I don't know but like you just said
Something changed

Oh is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
Or just twent thousand people standing in a field
And I just don't quite understand what this feeling is
But that okay cos we're all sorted out for E's and Wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands
Cos all this has just got to mean something

In the middle of the night
It feels alright but then tomorrow morning
Ohh Ohh when you come down

Oh yeah the pirate radion told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some messed up bloke in Camden Town
And no one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay, cos we're all sorted out for E's and Wizz
At 4 0'clock the normal world seems very very very far away
Hey hey

Just keep on moving
Everybody asks your name they say we're all the same
And now it's "Nive one, Geezer"-that's far the conversation went
I lost my friends, I dance alone, it's 6 o'clock, I wanna go home
But it's no way not today, makes you wonder what it meant
And thi hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you wanna call your mother and say,
"Mother, I can never come home again because I seem to have left
an important part of my brain somewhere in a field in Hampshire."
Alright

Ooohh Oohh when you come down
Oohh what if you never come down

The room is cold and has been like this for several months.
If I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it right down,
Right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down the dressing table.
And the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape:-
The same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day.
Just like a modern shopping centre.

And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold.
What...is...this... feeling called love?
Why me?
Why you?
Why here?
Why now?
It doesn't make no sense. No.
It's not convenient. No.
It doesn't fit my plans. No.
It's something I don't understand. Oh.
(F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me?)

And as I stand and cross the room
I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment.
And as I touch your shoulder tonight
This room has become the centre of the entire universe.
So what do I do?
I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
Like I'm standing on the top of a very high building.
Oh yeah, all the stuff they tell you about in the movies,
But this isn't chocolate boxes and roses - it's dirtier than that,
Like some small animal that only comes out at night.
And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly
And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath.

And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold. Oh.
What...is...this... feeling called love?
Why me?
Why you?
Why here?
And why now?
Oh it doesn't make no sense. No.
It's not convenient. No.
It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again.
Oh, F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A. double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me?
F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A. double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Why don't you shut the door
And close the curtains
Cos you're not going anywhere
He's coming up the stairs
And in a moment, he'll want to see your underwear
Ahh...

Chorus :
I couldn't stop it now
There's no way to get out
He's standing far too near
How the hell that you get here
Semi naked in somebody else's room
I give my whole life just to see it
Just you, Stood there
Only in your underwear

If fashion is your trade
Then when you're naked
I gues you must be unemployed
But once it's on the way
There's no escaping
The fact that you're a girl and he's a boy
Ahh...

Chorus

If you could close your eyes
And just remember
That this is what you wanted last night
So why is it so hard
For you to touch him
For to go, give yourself to him
Oh Jesus.....

Chorus

Come on...come on...come on now....
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.........
Oh yeah, I want to see it
Want to see you standing in your Underwear
Aahh....

There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed,
(oh poor thing).
Why live in the world
When you can live in your head?
And you can go out late from Monday
Till Saturday turns into Sunday
And now you're back here at Monday
So we can do it all over again.

And now you go aah ah ah (etc)

I want a refund,
I want a light,
I want a reason to make it thru the night.
Alright.

And so you finally left school,
So now what are you going to do?
Now you're so grown up,
Yeah you're oh so mature.
Going out late from Monday,
Chuck up in the street on Sunday,
You don't want to live till Monday
And have to do it all again.

And you go aah ah ah (etc)

I want a refund,
I want a light,
I want a reason for all this
Night after night after night after night.
Oh I know that it's stupid
But I just can't seem to spend a night at home
'cos me friends left town
And I'm here all alone.

Oh yeah they said the past must die
For the future to be born,
In that case die little mother.

Stomach in.
Chest out.
On your marks.
Get set.
Go.
Now, now that you're free
What are you going to be?
And who are you going to see?
And where,
Where will you go
And how will you know
You didn't get it all wrong?

Is this the light of a new day dawning?
A future bright that you can walk in?
No, it's just another Monday morning.
Do it all over again oh baby.

La la la la la la, (etc).
Do do, do do do do (etc).

Now if you can stand I would like to take you by the hand, yeah
And go for a walk past people as they go to work.
Oh, let's get out of this place before they tell us that we've just died.
Move, move quick, you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you,you're looking so confused just what did you lose?
If you can make an order could you get me one.
Two sugars would be great 'cos I'm fading fast and it's nearly dawn.
If they knocked down this place, this place, it'd still look much better than you.
Move, move quick, you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose?
Oh, it's ok it's just your mind.
If we get through this alive I'll meet you next week, same place, same time.
Oh move, move quick you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose?
That's what you get from clubbing it.
You can't go home and go to bed because it hasn't worn off yet
And now it's morning there's only one place we can go.
It's around the corner in Soho where other broken people go. Let's go.