I found me a pulse

I found me a pulse

And I came to this screaming City baby

I found me a pulse



I bought me some clothes

I bought me some clothes

And I played in this screaming City baby

I got given clothes



But we're village idiots

And we tie ourselves in knots

But it's ok



I lost me some clothes

And the gap at my door

I faked a claim, pity baby

I won't give up the ghost

I'll be the hostess with the most

And I wont give up my post

I come alive in the screaming City baby

I won't give up the ghost



But we're village idiots

And the party never stops

But it's ok



Cause to struggle would be meaningless

We are what we are everyone of us



And you love those disco frills

And you love those disco frills

And you really take the biscuit baby

You love those disco frills



But we're village idiots

And the party never stops



Cause to struggle would be meaningless

We are what we are everyone of us