"Glory Days" lyrics
"Glory Days"
Come and play the tunes of glory
Raise your voice in celebration
Of the days that we have wasted in the café
In the station
And learn the meaning of existence
In fortnightly installments
Come share this golden age with me
In my single room apartment
And if it all amounts to nothing
It doesn't matter, these are still our glory days
Oh, my face is unappealing
And my thoughts are unoriginal
I did experiments with substances
But all it did was make me ill
And I, I used to do the I Ching
But then I had to feed the meter
Now I can't see into the future
But at least I can use the heater
Oh, it doesn't get much better than this
'Cause this is how we live our glory days
And I could be a genius
If I just put my mind to it
And I, I could do anything
If only I could get 'round to it
Oh, we were brought up on the space race
Now they expect you to clean toilets
When you've seen how big the world is
How can you make do with this?
If you want me I'll be sleeping in
Sleeping in throughout these glory days
Oh, these glory days can take their toll
So catch me now before I turn to gold
Yeah, we'd love to hear your story
Just as long as it tells us where we are
That where we are is where we're meant to be
Oh, come on, make it up yourself
You don't need anybody else
And I promise I won't sell these days
To anybody else in the world but you
No one but you
No one but you
No one but you
No one but you
Writer(s): Candida Doyle, Stephen Patrick Mackey, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Nick Banks, Mark Andrew Webber, Antony Genn
- AZLyrics
- P
- Pulp Lyrics
album:
"This Is Hardcore" (1998)
This Is Hardcore (End of the Line Mix)
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