partial eclipse

Pulp

I was waiting for a knock on the wall
Waited all night, did not hear anything at all
Thinking of my lips on your lips
Working on a partial eclipse
Welcome to the home of the hits

Sorry to insist
On this partial eclipse
Of the Sun

A brand-new shape to the universe
This is what it looks like with polarities reversed
Expansion becomes contraction
Repulsion becomes attraction

Standing with my hands on your hips
You re giving me a partial eclipse
All creation started like this

Sorry to insist on this partial eclipse
Of the Sun

The morning was overcast
Or maybe the clouds became a little darker
I walked down to the bottom of the road
And my blood ran cold
Going back to living in sheltered accommodation
Sporadic central heating
Looking for a clean mug
Whilst wearing a bobbly cardigan
And odd socks

Another near miss
A partial eclipse
Of the Sun

Above the clouds