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Different Class (1995)
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Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits.
Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh we don't look the same as you
We don't do the things you do, but we live around here too.
Oh really.
Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits, we'd like to go to town but we can't risk it
Oh 'cause they just want to keep us out.
You could end up with a smash in the mouth just for standing out.
Oh really. Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me.
There won't be fighting in the street.
They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet.
We're making a move, we're making it now, we're coming out of the side-lines.

Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah:
We want your homes, we want your lives, we want the things you won't allow us.

We won't use guns, we won't use bombs
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds.
Check your lucky numbers, that much money could drag you under, oh.
What's the point of being rich if you can't think what to do with it?
'Cause you're so very thick.
Oh we weren't supposed to be, we learnt too much at school now we can't help but
see.
That the future that you've got mapped out is nothing much to shout about.
We're making a move, we're making it now,
We're coming out of the side-lines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid.
We want your homes, we want your lives, we want the things you won't allow us.

We won't use guns, we won't use bombs
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds.
Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me.
There won't be fighting in the street.
They think they've got us beat but revenge is going to be so sweet.
We're making a move. We're making it now.
We're coming out of the sidelines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid.
We want your homes, we want your lives, we want the things you won't allow us.

We won't use guns, we won't use bombs
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds.

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I spy a boy, I spy a girl.
I spy the worst place in the world, in the whole world.
Oh you didn't do bad, you made it out, I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out.

Oh yeah I'll get out.
Can't you see a walks among you seeing through your pretty lives.
Do you think I do these things for real?
I do these things just so I survive. And you know I will survive.
It may look to the untrained eye
I'm sitting on my arse all day
And I'm biding my time until I take you all on my Lords and Ladies
I will prevail, I cannot fail. Cause I spy.
Oh I've got your numbers taken notes and all the ways your minds work out.
I've studied and your mind's just the same as mine except that you're just
clever swines
You never let masks slip, you never admit to it, you're never hurried. Oh no no
no.
And every night I hold my plan how I'll get my satisfaction
How I will blow your paradise away away away ooh. Cause I spy.
It's just like in the old days - I used to compose my own critical notices in my
head.
The crowd gasps at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle
Skilfully avoiding the dog turd next to the corner shop.
Imagining a blue plaque above the place I first ever felt a girl's breasts, the
whole 'nana.
You've got to wait for the best.
You see you should take me seriously. Very seriously indeed.
Cause I've been sleeping with your wife for the past sixteen weeks
Smoking your cigarettes, drinking your brandy, messing up the bed you chose
together.
And in all that time I just wanted you to come home unexpectedly one afternoon

And catch us at it in the front room.
You see I spy for a living and I specialise in revenge
On taking the things I know will cause you pain.
I can't help it, I was dragged up.
My favourite park's a car park, grass is something you smoke, birds is something
you shag.
Take your year in Provence and shove it right up your arse.
Your Ladbroke Grove looks turn me on, yeah.
With your frightened eyes and roach burns under your eyes and addresses
And thousands of tiny dryna-slides running a path, running a path to the corner
of your eyes.
And every night I hatch my plan, it's not a case of woman v man.
It's more a case of haves against haven'ts and I just
happen to have got what you need, just exactly what you need yeah.
La la la la la la la la la la, in the midnight hour.
La la la la la la la la la la, I will come to you, I will come to you
I will take you from this sickness, dinner parties and champagne
I'll hold your body and make it sing again. come on - sing again, let's sing
again.
Oh yeah, cause I spy, yes, I spy, ssss.
I spy a boy and I spy a girl.

. . .



She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College, that's where I caught her eye.

She told me that her Dad was loaded
I said in that case I'll have a rum and coke-cola.
She said fine and in thirty seconds time she said, I want to live like common
people
I want to do whatever common people do, I want to sleep with common people
I want to sleep with common people like you.
Well what else could I do - I said I'll see what I can do.
I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere, so it started there.
I said pretend you've got no money, she just laughed and said oh you're so
funny.
I said yeah? Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here.
Are you sure you want to live like common people
You want to see whatever common people see
You want to sleep with common people, you want to sleep with common people like
me.
But she didn't understand, she just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop, cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool, pretend you never went to school.
But still you'll never get it right
'cos when you're laid in bed at night watching roaches climb the wall
If you call your Dad he could stop it all.
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do what common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view, and dance and drink and screw

Because there's nothing else to do.
Sing along with the common people, sing along and it might just get you thru'
Laugh along with the common people
Laugh along even though they're laughing at you and the stupid things that you
do.
Because you think that poor is cool.

. . .



Well we were born within one hour of each other.
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.
Your name is Deborah. Deborah. It never suited ya.
Oh they thought that when we grew up we'd get married, never split up.
We never did it although often I thought of it.
Oh Deborah do you recall.
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall.
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely Thursday years
ago.
You were the first girl at school to get breasts.
Martyn said that yours were the best.
The boys all loved you but I was a mess.
I had to watch them trying to get you undressed.
We were friends but that was as far as it went.
I used to walk you home.
Sometimes it meant nothing to you cause you were so very popular.
Ah Deborah do you recall.
Your house was very small with woodchip on the wall.
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely Thursday years
ago.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
And now you've paid your money and you've taken your choice.
I know we'll never meet again but I want you to know
Want you to know that I remember every single thing.
Ah do you recall.
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall.
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely Thursday years
ago.
Oh what are you doing Sunday baby.
Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby.
Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. What are you doing Sunday baby.
Would you like to come and meet me baby you can even bring your baby.

. . .



The room is cold and has been like this for several months.
If I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it right down
Right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table.

And the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape
The same events stuffed in a slightly different order each day.
Just like a modern shopping centre.
And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold.
And as I'm standing across this room
I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment.
And as I touch your shoulder tonight this room has become the centre of the
entire universe.
So what do I do? I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach
Like I'm standing on top of a very high building oh yeah.
All the stuff they tell you about in the movies but this isn't chocolate boxes
and roses.
It's dirtier than that, like some small animal that only comes out at night.
And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly
And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath.
It's so cold yeah, it's so cold.
What is this feeling called love.
Why me, why you, why here, why now ooh.
It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no. It doesn't fit my plans no.

It's something I don't understand oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E.
Oh what is this thing that is happening to me.
Oh. What is this feeling called love.
Why me. Why you. Why here. And why now ooh.
It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no.
It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again oh.
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me
F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.double L.E.D. L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me.

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She doesn't have to go to work but she doesn't want to stay in bed
Cause it's changed from something comfortable to something else instead.
This bed has seen it all from the first time to the last
The silences of now and the good times of the past
And it only cost ten pounds from a shop just down the road
Mind you that was seven years ago and things were very different then.
It didn't get much rest at first, the headboard banging in the night yeah.
The neighbours didn't dare complain and everything was going right.
Now there's no need to complain 'cos it never makes a sound.
Something beautiful left town and she doesn't even know its name.
Now every night she plays the sad game ooh ah ah
Called pretending nothing's going wrong oh, oh
But she knows if this show was televised no one would watch it
Not tonight but 7 years ago.
La la la la la la la (etc).
Now there's no need to complain
'cos it never makes a sound
Something beautiful left town and she never even knew its name.
She doesn't have to go to work but doesn't want to stay in bed

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When you raise your pencil skirt like a veil before my eyes
Like the look upon his face as he's zipping up his flies.
Oh I know that you're engaged to him.
Oh but I know that you want something to play with baby.
I'll be around when he's not in town, I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop.
Oh it's turning me on.
You can tell me some lies about the good times that you've had
But I've kissed your mother once and now I'm working on your Dad.
Oh baby, I'll be around when he's not in town
I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop.
Oh it's turning me on.
If you look under the bed then I can see my house from here
So just lie against the wall and watch my conscience disappear.
Now baby I'll be around when he's not in town
I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop.
Oh it's turning me on.
I only come here cause I know it makes you sad yeah.
I only do it cause I know you know it's bad.
Oh yes I know that it's ugly and it shouldn't be like that.

. . .



I wrote the song two hours before we met.
I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet.
Oh I could have stayed at home and gone to bed.
I could have gone to see a film instead.
You might have changed your mind and seen your friends
Life could have been very different then but something changed.
Do you believe that there's someone up above?
Does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
Why did I write this song on that day?
Why did you touch my hand and softly say.
Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway.
Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today something changed.
When we woke up that morning we had no way of knowing
That in a matter of hours we'd change the way we were going.
Where would I be now if we'd never met.
Would I be singing this song to someone else instead I dunno

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Oh is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
Or just 20,000 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.
In the middle of the nite, it feels alright, but then tomorrow morning.
Oh then you come down.
Oh yeah the pirate radio station told us what was going down.
Got the tickets from some mashed 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 4 o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away.
Alright.
In the middle of the nite, it feels alright, but then tomorrow morning.
Oh then you come down. Just keep on moving...
Everybody asks your name
They say we're all the same and 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 phone 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 nite, it feels alright
But then tomorrow morning.
Oh then you come down.

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Why don't you close the door and shut the curtains
'cos you're not going anywhere.
He's coming up the stairs and in a moment he'll want to see your underwear.
You couldn't stop it now. There's no way to get out.
He's standing far too near. How the hell did you get here.
Semi-naked in somebody else's room.
I'd give my whole life to see it.
Just you stood there only in your underwear.
If fashion is your trade then when you're naked I guess you must be unemployed
yeah.
Cos once it's underway there's no escaping the fact that you're a girl and he's
a boy.
You couldn't stop it now. There's no way to get out.
He's standing much too near. How the hell did you get here.
Semi-naked in someone else's room. I'd give my whole life to see it.
Just you stood there only in your underwear.
If you close your eyes and just remember that this is what you wanted last
night.
So why is it so hard for you to touch him.
For you to go and give yourself to him?
I couldn't stop it now.
There's no way to get out.
He's standing much too near and how the hell did you get here
Semi-naked in somebody else's room. I'd give my whole life to see it.
Just you stood there only in your underwear.
Do, do do do do. Do, do. Do, do. Do, do, do, do, do. Do, do. Do, do.

. . .



There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed,oh poor thing
Why live in the world when you can live in your head?
Mmm when you can go out late from Monday till Saturday turns into Sunday
And now you're back here at Monday so we can do it all over again.
And you go aah ah ah (etc.) and I want a refund, I want a light
I want a reason to make it thru the night, alright.
And so you finally left school, so now what are you going to do?
Now you're so grown up, yeah you're oh oh oh oh oh so mature oh.
Going out late from Monday, chuck up in the street on Sunday
You don't want to live till Monday and have to do it all again.
And you go aah ah ah (etc.)
I want a refund, I want a light
I want a reason for all this night after night after night after night.
Oh I know that it's stupid but I just can't seem to spend a night at home
'cos my friends left town and I'm here all alone ow.
Oh yeah they say the past must die for the future to be born, in that case die
little me - ooh.
Stomach in, chest out, on your marks, get set, go.
Now, now that you're free, what are you going to be?
And who are you going to see?
And where, where will you go and how will you know you didn't get it all wrong.

Is this the light of a new day dawning? A future bright that you can walk in?

No it's just another Monday morning.
Do it all over again oh baby.

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Now if you can stand I would like to take you by the hand, yeah
And go for a walk past people as they go to work.
Oh, let's get out of this place before they tell us that we've just died.
Move, move quick, you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you,you're looking so confused just what did you lose?
If you can make an order could you get me one.
Two sugars would be great 'cos I'm fading fast and it's nearly dawn.
If they knocked down this place, this place, it'd still look much better than
you.
Move, move quick, you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose?
Oh, it's ok it's just your mind.
If we get through this alive I'll meet you next week, same place, same time.
Oh move, move quick you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose?
That's what you get from clubbing it.
You can't go home and go to bed because it hasn't worn off yet
And now it's morning there's only one place we can go.

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