Pulp – Wickerman (Guitar)

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Just behind the station

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Before you reach the traffic island

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A river runs through' a concrete channel

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I took you there once

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I think it was after the Leadmill

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 The water was dirty

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And smelt - of industrialisation

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Little mesters coughing their lungs up

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And globules the colour of tomato ketchup

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But it flows

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Yeah, it flows

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Yeah, underneath the city

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Through' dirty brickwork conduits

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Connecting white witches on the Moor

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With pre-raphaelites down in Broomhall

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Beneath the old Trebor factory

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That burnt down in the early seventies

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Leaving an antiquated sweet-shop smell

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And caverns of nougat and caramel

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Nougat

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Yeah, nougat and caramel

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The river flows on beneath pudgy fifteen-year olds addicted to coffee whitener

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And it finally comes above ground again at Forge Dam:

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The place where we first met

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  I went there again for old time's sake

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 It was still there - but none of the kids seemed interested in riding on it

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 And the cafe was still there too

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 The same press-in plastic letters on the price list and scuffed formica-top tables

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  I sat as close as possible to the seat where I'd met you that autumn afternoon

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 And then, after what seemed like hours of thinking about it

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  And a feeling like electricity flowed through' my whole body

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And I immediately knew I'd entered a completely different world

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   And all the time, in the background, the sound of that ridiculously heartbreaking child's ride outside

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 At the other end of town the river flows underneath an old railway viaduct

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 I went there with you once - except you were somebody else

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 And we gazed down at the sludgy brown surface of the water together

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 Then a passer-by told us that it used to be a local custom to jump off the viaduct into the river

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When coming home from the pub on a Saturday night

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But that this custom had died out when someone jumped and landed too near to the riverbank

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And had sunk in the mud there and drowned before anyone could reach them

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 Maybe he'd just made the whole story up

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 You'd never get me to jump off that bridge - no chance - never in a million years

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Yeah, a river flows underneath this city

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I'd like to go there with you now my pretty

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And follow it on for miles and miles

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Below other people's ordinary lives

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 Occasionally catching a glimpse of the moon

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Through man-hole covers along the route

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Yeah, it's dark sometimes

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But if you hold my hand

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I think I know the way

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Oh, this is as far as we got last time

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But if we go just another mile

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We will surface surrounded by grass and trees

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And the fly-over that takes the cars to cities

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Buds that explode at the slightest touch

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Nettles that sting - but not too much

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I've never been past this point

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What lies ahead I really could not say

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And I used to live just by the river

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In a disused factory just off the Wicker

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And the river flowed by day after day

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And "one day, I thought, one day I will follow it"

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That day never came; I moved away and lost track

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But tonight I am thinking about making my way back

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I may find you there

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and float on

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Wherever the river may take me-e