Spike Island

Pulp

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    Something stopped me dead in my tracks
    I was headed for disaster and then I turned back
    I was wrestling with a coat hanger, can you guess who won?
    The universe shrugged, shrugged then moved on

    It's a guess, no idea
    It's a feeling
    Not a voice in my head
    Just a feeling

    And by the way
    Spike island come alive by the way
    This time I'll get it right, oh

    Not a shaman, or a showman, ashamed I was selling the rights
    I took a breather, and decided not to ruin my life
    I was conforming to a cosmic design
    I was playing to type
    Until I walked back to the garden of earthly delights

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    I was born to perform
    It's a calling
    I exist to do this
    Shouting and pointing

    And by the way
    Spike island come alive by the way
    This time I'll get it right, oh

    No-one will ever understand it
    And no-one will ever have the last word
    Because it's not something you could ever say
    So swivel

    Ah
    It's a guess, no idea
    It's a feeling
    Not a voice
    In my head
    Just a feeling

    And by the way
    Spike island come alive by the way, uh
    And this time I'll get it right, yeah
    And by the way
    Spike island come alive by the way
    This time I'll get it right, oh

    Song details

    Composition: Jarvis Cocker, Nicholas Banks, Candida 10, Rubber Johnny, Adam James Tremayne Betts, Emma Jane Smith, and Andrew Mckinney

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