Pulp - Sheffield Sex City lyrics

Intake, Manor Park, The Wicker, Norton, Frechville, Hackenthorpe, Shalesmoor, Wombwell, Catcliffe, Brincliffe, Attercliffe, Ecclesall, Woodhouse, Wybourn, Pitsmoor, Badger, Wincobank, Crookes, Walkley, Broomhill The city is a woman Bigger than any other Oh, sophisticated lady Yeah, I wanna be your lover not your brother, not your mother, yeah The sun rose from behind the gasometers at six-thirty a.m., crept through the gap in your curtains, caressed your bare feet poking from beneath the floral sheets. I watched him flaking bits of varnish from your nails, trying to work his way up under the sheets. Jesus! Even the sun's on heat today the whole city getting stiff in the building heat. I just want to make contact with you Oh that's all I wanna do I just want to make contact with you Oh that's all I wanna do Now I'm trying hard to meet her but the fares went up at seven She is somewhere in the city somewhere watching television watching people being stupid doing things she can't believe in love won't last 'til next installment ten o' clock on Tuesday evening The world is going on outside the night is gaping open wide The wardrobe and the chest of drawers are telling her to go outdoors He should have been here by this time he said that he'd be here by nine That guy is such a prick sometimes I don't know why you bother, really. Oh babe oh I'm sorry but I I just had to make love to every crack in the pavement and the shop doorways and the puddles of rain that reflected your face in my eyes. The day didn't go too well. Too many chocolates and cigarettes. I kept thinking of you and almost walking into lamp-posts. Why's it so hot? The air coming up to the boil rubbing up against walls and lamp-posts trying to get rid of it. Old women clack their tongues in the shade of crumbling concrete bus shelters. Dogs doing it in central reservations and causing multiple pile-ups in the centre of town. I didn't want to go in the first place, but I've been sentenced to three years in the Housing Benefit waiting room. I must have lost your number in the all-night garage, and now I'm wandering up and down your street, calling you name, in the rain, whilst my shoes turn to sodden cardboard. Where are you? [Candida:] (I'm here) [Jarvis:] Where are you? (I'm here) Where are you? (I'm here) Where are you? (I'm here) Where are you? (I'm here) Where are you? (I'm here) Where are you? I'm still trying hard to meet you but it doesn't look like happening cos the city's out to get me but I won't sleep with her this evening Though her buildings are impressive and her cul-de-sacs amazing she's had too many lovers and I know you're out there waiting And now she's getting into bed he's had his chance now it's too late The carpet's screaming for her soul the darkness wants to eat her whole Tonight must be the night it ends tomorrow she will call her friends and go out on her own somewhere Who needs this sh** anyway? Oh listen, I wandered the streets the whole night, trying to pick up your scent writing messages on walls And the puddles of rain reflected your face in my eyes. We finally made it... on a hill-top at four a.m. The whole city is your j**ellery-box a million twinkling yellow street lights. Reach out and take what you want you can have it all. Jesus it took a long time. I didn't think we were gonna make it. So bad during the day, but now snug and warm under an eiderdown sky. Oh the things we saw: everyone on Park Hill came in unison at four-thirteen a.m. and the whole block fell down. The tobacconist caught fire, and everyone in the street died of lung cancer. We heard groans coming from the T-reg Chevette; you bet, you bet, yeah you bet. And tomorrow...? Oh I was trying hard to meet her but the fares went up at seven She was somewhere in the city somewhere watching television Watching people being stupid doing things she can't believe in Love won't last 'til next installment ten o'clock on Tuesday evening The world was going on outside The night was gaping open wide The wardrobe and the chest of drawers were telling her to go outdoors He should have been there by that time he said that he'd be there by nine That guy is such a prick sometimes Oh yeah, I want to tell you that there's nothing to worry about because we can, we can get it together, oh yeah. We got it together tonight, didn't we? I'd say we did, yeah We've got a hope.