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
And we walked a thousand days There was nothing more to find Million peoples in our way Million ways to loose our minds Met a girl the other day Didnt
out Stale pulp culture take it away True pulp culture help to redefine it Old pulp culture day upon day Young pulp culture serve to undermine it Sham pulp
Smoke and mirrors and everything nice I wasn't married to the weekend, I was banging on the back end Kamazaki and Miami Vice She shook a few of my favorite
She doesn't have to go to work But she doesn't want to stay in bed 'Cos it's changed from somethin' comfortable To somethin' else instead This bed has
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
Well we were born within one hour of each other. our mothers said we could be sister and brother. your name is deborah. deborah. it never suited ya
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? Mmm, when you can go out late from
I wrote the 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
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
Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel? Or just 20,000 people standing in a field. And I don't quite understand just what this feeling
Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh We don't look the same as you And we don't do the things you do But we live around
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
When you raise your pencil skirt Like a veil before my eyes Like the look upon his face as He's zippin' up his flies Ah, well, I know that you're engaged
Now if you can stand I would like to take you by the hand, yea And go for a walk Past people as they go to work, oh Let's get out of this place Before
Laying on the floor, I've been here once before And I'm not proud of it Misery comes today, it's coming back my way And I want it to leave me Doubtful
When on my own I feel free I can refuse Arms wait enfold Nothing left for me Waiting Pulp
Don't bother sayin' you're sorry Why don't you come in? Smoke all my cigarettes again Every time I get no further How long has it been? Come on in now
