Pulp - Sheffield: Sex City lyrics

Intake, Manor Park, The Wicker, Norton
Frechville, Hackenthorpe, Shalesmoor
Wombwell, Catcliffe
Brincliffe, Attercliffe, Ecclesall
Woodhouse, wybourn, Pit'smoor
Badger, Wincobank, Crookes, Walkley
Broomhill

I was only about eleven when this happened
We were living in a big block
Of flats with a central courtyard all
The bedroom windows in the building
Opened onto this court, and sometimes in
The middle of the night, in that
Building it sounded like a mass orgy
I may have been only eleven
But no-one had to tell me
What all that moaning
And yelling was about i'd
Lie there mesmerised
Listening to the first couple invariably
They'd wake up other couples, and like
Some kind of chain reaction
Within minutes the whole building was
Fucking i mean, have you ever
Heard other people fucking
And really enjoying it? It's a
Marvellous sound not like in the movies, but
When it's real it's such a happy
Exciting sound

The city is a woman bigger than any other
Oh, sophisticated lady
Yeah, I wanna be your lover not your brother
Or your mother, yeah

The sun rose from behind the
Gasometers at 6: 30 AM
Crept through the gap in
Your curtains and caressed
Your bare feet poking from beneath the floral
Sheets i watched him flaking bit's 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 wanna make contact with you, oh
That's all I wanna do
I just wanna make contact with you, oh
That's all I wanna do oh

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 the next instalment
10 o'clock on Tuesday evening
And 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 lampposts why
Is it so hot? (Peace Gardens, yeah) The air
Coming to the boil
Rubbing up against walls and lampposts 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
Your name, in the rain
Whilst my shoes turn to sodden cardboard

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 here
Where are you? I'm here
Where are you? Oh, that's all I wanna do

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 carpets 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 shit 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 hilltop at
4 AM the whole city is your
Jewellery 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 going to make
It so bad during the day
But now snug and warm under an eiderdown
Sky all the things we saw: everyone
On Park Hill came in unison at
413 AM and the whole block
Fell down the tobacconist caught
Fire and everyone in the street died of lung
Cancer we heard groans from a T-reg
Chevette you bet, you bet, yeah yeah
(all I wanna do) And tomorrow you're
Gonna you're gonna you're gonna

That's all I wanna do

Oh, babe, i wanna i wanna to tell you
That there's nothing nothing to worry
About because we can we can we can we can get
It together oh yeah oh oh we
Got it together tonight didn't we?
You said we did, yeah we made
It we've got a hope, yeah