Bar Italia


N.B. Please do not read the lyrics whilst listening to the recordings


Now if you can stand
I would like 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 that died

Oh move, move quick,
You've got to move
Come on, it's through
Come on, it's time
Oh look at you
You're looking so confused
Just what did you lose?

Oh, 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 would still look much better than you

Oh, now move, move quick
You've got to move
Come on, it's through
Come on, it's time
Oh look at you
You're looking so confused
Oh, what did you lose?

Oh, it's O.K.
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 got to move
Come on, it's through
Come on, it's time
Oh look at you
you, you're looking so confused
Oh, what did you lose?

Oh, 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
It's round the corner in Soho
Where all the broken people go
Let's go.


Lyrics by Jarvis Cocker, music by Pulp.
From the album Different Class

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