sábado, novembro 25, 2006

Pronto, ok. Música a sério.

Pulp "common people"
She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge She studied sculpture at Saint 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 30 seconds time she said"I want to live like common peopleI want to do whatever common people doI want to sleep with common peopleI 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 supermarketI don't know why but I had to start it somewhereso it started thereI said "pretend you've got no money"but she just laughed and said "oh you're so funny"I said "YeahWell I don't see anyone else smiling in hereAre you sureyou want to live like common peopleyou want to see whatever common people seeyou want to sleep with common peopleyou want to sleep with common people like me?"But she didn't understandshe just smiled and held my handRent a flat above a shopCut your hair and get a jobSmoke some fags and play some poolPretend you never went to schoolBut still you'll never get it right'cos when you're laid in bed at nightwatching roaches climb the wallif you called your dad he could stop it allyeahYou'll never live like common peopleYou'll never do whatever common people doYou'll never fail like common peopleYou'll never watch your life slide out of viewand then dance and drink and screw'cos there's nothing else to doSing along with the common peopleSing along and it might just get you througLaugh along with the common peopleLaugh along although they're laughing at youand the stupid things that you dobecause you think that poor is coolLike a dog lying in a cornerthey will bite and never warn youLook outthey'll tear your insides out'cos everybody hates a touristespecially one who thinks it's all such a laughyeah and the chip stain's greasewill come out in the bathYou will never understandhow it feels to live your lifewith no meaning or controland with nowhere else to goYou are amazed that they existand they burn so brightwhile you can only wonder whyRent a flat above a shopCut your hair and get a jobSmoke some fags and play some poolPretend you never went to schoolBut still you'll never get it right'cos when you're laid in bed at nightwatching roaches climb the wallif you called your dad he could stop it allYou'll never live like common peopleYou'll never do what common people doYou'll never fail like common peopleYou'll never watch your life slide out of viewand dance and drink and screw'cos there's nothing else to doI want to live with common people like you...

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