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• Artiste: Pulp
• Titre: Spike Island
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Something stopped me dead in my tracks I was heading 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 gift, 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 dеlight I was born to conform It's a calling I exist to do this Shouting and pointing And by the way Spike Island comе alive by the way This time I'll get it right, oh No-one can ever understand it and no-one will ever have the last word Because it's not something you could ever say So swivel Ahhhh It's a gift, 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