spike island

Pulp

Something stopped me dead in my tracks
I was headed for disaster and then I turned back
I was wrestling with a coat hanger, can you guess who won?
The universe shrugged, shrugged then?moved?on

It s?a guess, no?idea
It s a feeling
Not?a voice in my head
Just a feeling

And by the way
Spike Island come alive by the way
This time I ll get it right, oh

Not a shaman, or a showman
Ashamed I was selling the rights
I took a breather, and decided not to ruin my life
I was conforming to a cosmic design
I was playing to type
Until I walked back to the gard?n of earthly delights

I was born to perform
It s a calling
I ?xist to do this
Shouting and pointing

And by the way
Spike Island come alive by the way
This time I ll get it right, oh

No-one will ever understand it
And no-one will ever have the last word
Because it s not something you could ever say
So swivel

Ahhhh
It s a guess, no idea
It s a feeling
Not a voice
In my head
Just a feeling

And by the way
Spike Island come alive by the way, uh
And this time I ll get it right, yeah
And by the way
Spike Island come alive by the way
This time I ll get it right, oh