I found me a pulse I found me a pulse And I came to the screaming city baby I found me a pulse
I bought me some clothes I bought me some clothes And I played in the screaming city baby I got given clothes
We're village idiots And words tie us up in knots But it's OK
I lose me some clothes And my GP upped my dose I crave acclaim not your simpering pity maybe I won't give up the ghost
I'll be the hostess with the most And I won't give up my post I come alive in the screaming city baby And I won't give up the ghost
But we're village idiots And the party never stops But it's OK
'Cos to struggle would be meaningless We are what we are Everyone one of us
You love those disco thrills Oh you love those disco thrills Oh you really take the biscuit baby You love those disco thrills
But we're village idiots And the party never stops But it's OK
'Cos to struggle would be meaningless We are what we are Everyone one of us
But it's OK But it's all right But it's OK |
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