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Pulp - Common People [single version]

charts highlights: Scotland2, UK2, Sweden4, Norway5 album: Different Class [Island 1995] 1 Mis-Shapes 2 Pencil Skirt 3 Common People 4 I Spy 5 Disco 2000 6 Live Bed Show 7 Something Changed 8 Sorted for E's & Wizz 9 F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E. 10 Underwear 11 Monday Morning 12 Bar Italia lyrics: She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge She studied sculpture at St. 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 want to live like common people I want to do whatever common people do I want to sleep with common people I 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 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" But she just laughed an said "oh, you're so funny" I said "yeah? Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here Are you sure you want to live like common people You want to see whatever common people see You want to sleep with common people You want to 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 'Cos 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 then 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 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 and never warn you Look out They'll tear your insides out (Something muffled underneath, maybe: I'm sorry Mr .Dalton, there's no need to be concerned) 'Cos everybody hates a tourist Especially one who thinks it's All such a laugh Yeah and the chip stain's 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 else to go You are amazed that they exist And they burn so bright whilst you can only wonder why 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 'Cos when you're laid in bed at night Watching roaches climb the wall If you called your dad he could stop it all You'll never live like common people You'll never do what common people do You'll never fail like common people You'll never watch your life slide out of view And dance, and drink, and screw Because there's nothing else to do I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you I want to live with common people like you Aa-aa-ah la la la la... Oh, yeah Composers: Candida Doyle / Jarvis Branson Cocker / Nick Banks / Russell Senior / Stephen Patrick Mackey © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management