Styloroc (Nites Of Suburbia)

Artist：pulp

Songs Title：styloroc （nites of suburbia）

After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange exotic life

A land of happy hours where the skies are grey and the food exceptionally greasy

We drank strange brown liquids and our stomachs swelled up like balloons

A thousand fake orgasms every night behind thick draylon curtains

They go on and on and on and on

Oh We sank back into long PVC sofas

Outside dogs roamed the streets and the roof-tops plus it would rain

But now we've grown so fat we can no longer pass through the door

Stay we must sprouting black hair beneath bry-nylon underwear

Yes you will stay; these nights of suburbia go on and on

And on and on and on and on and on

They go on and on and on and on and on and on and on

Yeah oh I'm feeling greasy

Oh I can't hear you Oh you're fading away Oh no Oh