"Further Complications."

"Further Complications." - Jarvis Cocker

Written by：Jarvis Cocker

In the beginning

There was nothing

To be honest

That suited me just fine

I was three

Weeks

Late coming

Out of the womb

In no great rush to join

The rest of mankind

Where there were

Further complications

Further complications

In store yeah

I was not born in wartime

I was not born in

Pain or poverty

I need an addiction

I need an affliction

To cultivate a personality

I need some

Further complications

Further complications

In store

Your life is just

A carrier bag

The enemy without

Has moved in

Somewhere else

If your parents

Didn't screw

You up why not do

It yourself

Go fight your battles

Go to a disco

You wanna suffer

Go to a rock show

Do you follow me

Follow me

Then follow me

Follow me

Do you follow me

Follow me

Then follow me

Follow me to

Further complications

That's right

Further complications

In store

Your life is just

A carrier bag

Overfill it and

The straps will snap

I used to think that people

All chose the lives

They led

But so many

Different choices

That you've

Got to make

Instead

Don't write a novel

A shopping list is better

It's a complicated boogie

And I don't know any better

Baby

Further complications

Further complications

In store

Your life is just

A carrier bag

Overfill it and the

Straps will

Snap

Further complications

Further complications

Do you follow me