sábado, 9 de abril de 2011

Lyric Sorted For E s yamp; Wizz - Pulp

Lyric Song Sorted For E s yamp; Wizz: Oh is this the way they say the future s meant to feel
Or just 20000 people standing in a field
And I don t quite understand just what this feeling is
But that s okay cause we re all sorted out for E s and wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands
cause all this has just got to mean something
In the middle of the niteit feels alrightbut then tommorow morning
Oh then you come down
Oh yeah the pirate radio station told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some mashed up bloke in Camden Town
Oh and no one seems to know exactly where it is
But that s okay cause we re all sorted out for E s and wizz
At 4 o clock the normal world seems veryveryvery far away
Alright
In the middle of the niteit feels alrightbut then tommorow morning
Oh then you come down Just keep on moving
Everybody asks your name
They say we re all the same and it s yquot;nice oneyquot;yquot;geezeryquot;
But that s as far as the conversation went
I lost my friendsI dance aloneit s six o clock I wanna go home
But it s yquot;no wayyquot;yquot;not todayyquot;makes you wonder what it meant
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you want to phone your mother and say
yquot;MotherI can never come home again
cause I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere
Somewhere in a field in Hampshireyquot;
Alright In the middle of the niteit feels alright
But then tommorow morning
Oh then you come down
What if you never come down

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