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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 thirty seconds time she said

I wanna live like common people
I wanna do whatever common people do Wanna sleep with common people
I wanna sleep with common people
Like you
Oh what else could I do
I said I'll, 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 She just laughed and said
Oh you're so funny
I said; yeah

I can't see anyone else smiling in here Are you sure?

You wanna live like common people
You wanna see whatever common people see Wanna sleep with common people
You wanna 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
'Cause 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 you 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 really 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
'Cause everybody hates a tourist
Especially one who thinks it's all such a laugh Yeah and the chip stains and 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 left to go You are amazed that they exist And they burn so bright

Whilst you can only wonder why

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Pulp. Common People. By Banks / Doyle / Senior / Cocker / Mackey. Different Class. Polygram, Island Records, 1995. CD, LP, MC.

 

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Foto: Bahnhofsstüberl Hermagor, Foto: Hannes Zebedin