Underwear

Pulp- F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E.

The room is cold and has been like this for several months.

If I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it right down,

right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down the dressing table.

And the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape:-

the same events shuffled in a slightly different order each day.

Just like a modern shopping centre.


And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold.

What...is...this... feeling called love?

Why me?

Why you?

Why here?

Why now?


It doesn't make no sense. No.

It's not convenient. No.

It doesn't fit my plans. No.

It's something I don't understand. Oh.

(F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.
What is this thing that is happening to me?)


And as I stand and cross the room

I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment.

And as I touch your shoulder tonight

this room has become the centre of the entire universe.

So what do I do?

I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach

like I'm standing on the top of a very high building.

Oh yeah, all the stuff they tell you about in the movies,

but this isn't chocolate boxes and roses - it's dirtier than that,

like some small animal that only comes out at night.

And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly

and they make me have to sit down and catch my breath.



And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold. Oh.

What...is...this... feeling called love?

Why me?

Why you?

Why here?

And why now?

Oh it doesn't make no sense. No.

It's not convenient. No.

It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again.


(F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A. double L.E.D.L.O.V.E.

What is this thing that is happening to me?)

Si confuzismele uzuale. Usor introdusa intr-o depresiune potential toxica... am scris in sfarsit o chestie mishto, cum sunt doar chestiile vag monstruoase care ies din contactul creion-hartie. dar mi-e lene s-o transcriu. "Laziest Girl in Town", that's so right for me. Pana una alta...cantecul dragut de mai sus aflat pe repeat forever in playlistul meu zace pe-acisilea, laolalta cu starea de vale-deal-vale-deal in care sunt (iar eu imi traduc starile in frongleza si in sunete radiohead-iste, pulp-iste sau jazz-iste de orice fel.mai recent, shoegaze-iste, dar mai am de analizat putin teritoriul, sa nu ma atace My Bloody Valentine pe nepregatite si sa ma muste de picior si sa nu mai dau pe la dragutul stabiliment vino-tequilo-fire-si-tevi-care-ies-din-pereti vianist).

poza de mai sus am pescuit-o de pe-aci....si nu dati cu mine de pamant, imi trebuia ceva frumos si la obiect.