(J. Cocker/Pulp)
The dust has settled, replaced the bulbs in all the lights.I guess I'll
get no sleep tonight.A revolution happened.Oh, sorry you haven't
heard.We are the children of the new world.If you're quiet you can watch
if you like.They say the future's beginning tonight.Whole empires will
crumble.Civilisations will fall.Lie on the bed, hear the sound of it
all.No anger, no guilt & no sorrow: it sounds unlikely, I know, but
tomorrow you will wake up to find that your whole life has
changed.Although nothing looks different a revolution took place, I love
the way you do it, I love the way you put them on.You know the answers
but you get it wrong.(Just to confuse things).Why did it seem so
difficult to realise a simple truth? The revolution begins & ends with
you.Now all the breakdowns and nightmares look small.Now we decided not
to die after all.Because the meek shall inherit absolutely nothing at
all.If you stopped being so feeble you could have so much more.The
answer was here all the time, you see.Just how I missed it is a mystery
to me.I have waited & waited for this day to arrive.The revolution was
televised.Now it's over, bye, bye.It's over, bye, bye.Yeah, we made
it.Just by the skin of our teeth.Perfection is over (The Rave is over)
Sheffield is over.The Fear is over.Guilt is over (Please leave the
building quietly) Bergerac is over.The hangover is over.Men are
over.Women are over. Cholesterol is over.Tapers are over.Irony is
over.Bye Bye Bye Bye.O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
Sweet Deanna!
O DEANNA
You know you are my friend, yeah
O DEANNA
And I ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul
No carpet on the floor
And the winding cloth holds many moths
Around your Ku Klux furniture
I cum of death-head in your frock
We discuss the murder plan
We discuss murder and the murder act
Murder takes the wheel of your Cadillac
And death climbs in the back
O DEANNA
This is a car
O DEANNA
This is a gun
O DEANNA
And this a day number one
O DEANNA
Our little crimeworn histories
Black and smoking christmas trees
And honey, it ain't mystery
Why you're a mystery to me
We will eat out of their pantries
And their parlours
Ashy leaving in their beds
And we'll unload into their heads
On this mean season
This little angel that I squeezin'
She ain't been mean to me
O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
You are my friend and my partner
O DEANNA
On this house on the hill
O DEANNA
And I ain't down here for your money
I ain't down here for your love
I ain't down here for your love or money
I'm down here for your soul
O DEANNA
I am a-knocking
O DEANNA
With my toolbox and my stocking
O DEANNA
And I'll meet you on the corner
O DEANNA
Yes, you point it like a finger
O DEANNA
And squeeze its little thing
O DEANNA
Feel its kick, hear its bang
And let no worry about its issue
Don't worry about where its been
and don't worry about where it hits
Cause it just ain't yours to sin
O DEANNA
No it just ain't your to sin
O DEANNA
Sweet Deanna
O DEANNA
And we ain't getting any younger
O DEANNA
And I don't intend gettin' any older
O DEANNA
The sun a hump at my shoulder
O DEANNA
O Deanna!
O DEANNA
Sweet Deanna
O DEANNA