After You - Pulp

On the last night on earth, when the horses roam free

The scriptures foretell of a party in Hackney

In a dimly lit room full of loathing and hate

They’re selling their souls and I just can’t wait

I shrivel inside at the sight of your beauty

I fall to the the floor as she’s shaking her booty

She said she- and then she- until I turned blue

Oh, the things we get up to, to get through the night

After you

After you

I knew it was wrong

I began to suspect when she reached over and pressed the eject

I was up to the gunnels, against all advice

I felt so ashamed that I did it twice

From disco to disco

From Safeway to Tesco

We’re shopping around from the cradle till death row

From Tesco it’s down to the 7−11

To chase through the night time

To chase through the night

After you

After you

I can’t explain why I need to be free

But if you need to be naked that’s alright by me

It’s a fast track express to the graveyard, I know

So what are you waiting for, hey ho let’s go

From disco to disco

From Safeway to Tesco

We’re shopping around from the cradle till death row

Don’t stop until the train has pulled into the station

Then I’ll hold the door for you — no, I insist

After you (x9)