Something stopped me
Dead in my tracks
I was heading for disaster
And then I turned back
I was wrestling with a coat-hanger
Can you guess who won?
The Universe shrugged
Shrugged then moved on
It's a guess
No idea
It's a feeling
Not a voice
In my head
Just a feeling
And by the way
Spike Island
Come alive
And by the way
This time I'll get it right
Oh
Not a shaman or a showman
Ashamed that I was selling the rights
I took a breather
And decided not to ruin my life
I was conforming to a cosmic design
I was playing to type
Until I walked back to the Garden
Of Earthly Delights
I was born
To perform
It's a calling
I exist
To do this
Shouting and pointing
And by the way
Spike Island
Come alive
And by the way
This time I'll get it right
Oh
No-one will ever understand it
And no-one will ever have the last word
Because it's not something you could ever say
So swivel
It's a guess
No idea
It's a feeling
Not a voice
In my head
Just a feeling
And by the way
Spike Island
Come alive
And by the way
This time I'll get it right
Oh
And by the way
Spike Island
Come alive
And by the way
This time I'll get it right
Oh
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lyrics for Spike island, the 1th song of the 11 recorded for the album More, with a total running time of 50:16, by Pulp. It was released on June 6, 2025 via Rough Trade Records, and produced by James Ford.
