CommonPeople

Common People - Pulp (纸浆乐团)

Lyrics by：Nick Banks/Jarvis Cocker/Candida Doyle/Steve Mackey

Composed by：Jarvis Cocker/Candida Doyle/Steve Mackey/Russell Senior/Nick Banks

Produced by：Chris Thomas

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

Well 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 got no money

And she just laughed and said oh you're so funny

I said yeah

Well 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

And she just smiled and held my hand

Oh rent a flat above a shop

And cut your hair and get a job

And 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 what ever common people do

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

Oh

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 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

'Cause everybody hates a tourist

Especially one who who thinks it's all such a laugh

Yeah and the chip stain's and grease will come out in the bath

You will never understand