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Sorted for E's and Whizz
Pulp
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Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
Or just twenty thousand people standing in a field?
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
But that's okay 'cause we're all sorted out for e's and wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands
'Cause all this has just got to mean something
Oh, in the middle of the night
It feels alright
But then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down
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Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some fucked up bloke in Camden Town
Oh, and no one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay 'cause we're all sorted out for e's and wizz
At four o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away
Alright
In the middle of the night
It feels alright
But then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down
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Just keep on moving
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Everybody asks your name
They say we're all the same and now it's, "Nice one"
"Geezer"
But that's as far as the conversation went
I lost my friends, I dance alone
It's six o'clock, I wanna go home
But it's, no way not today
Makes you wonder what it meant
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you want to call your mother and say
"Mother, I can never come home again
'Cause I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere
Somewhere in a field in Hampshire"
Alright
In the middle of the night
It feels alright
But then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down
Oh, oh, then you come down
Oh, what if you never come down?
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