A Rave na Arte

Andreas Gursky, May Day II

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Oh is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
Or just 20.000 thousand people standing in a field
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
But that's okay 'cos we're all sorted out for E's & Wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands
'cos all this has just got to mean something

CHORUS
In the middle of the nite
it feels alright but then tomorrow morning
Oh then you come down

Oh yeah the pirate radion told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some fucked up bloke in Camden Town
Oh and no-one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay, cos we're all sorted out for E's and Wizz
At 4 0'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away
Alright

CHORUS

Just keep on moving...
Everybody asks your name, they say we're all the same
and it's "nice one", "geezer" but that's as far as the conversation went
I lost my friends, I dance alone, it's 6 o'clock, I wanna go home
But it's "no way", "not today", makes you wonder what it meant
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
and you wanna call your mother and say
"Mother, I can never come home again 'cos I seem to have left
an important part of my brain somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire".
Alright

CHORUS

Oh then you come down
Oh then you come down
What if you never come down?

Sorted For E's And Wizz, Different Class, Pulp