Pulp — Sorted For Es and Wizz

[Verse 1] Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel? Or just 20,000 people standing in a field And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is But that's okay cause we're all sorted out for E's and wizz And tell me when the spaceship lands 'Cause all this has just got to mean something Oh [Chorus] In the middle of the night, it feels alright But then tomorrow morning Ooh, ooh, then you come down [Verse 2] Oh yeah, the pirate radio station 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 cause we're all sorted out for E's and wizz At 4 o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away Alright [Chorus] In the middle of the night, it feels alright But then tomorrow morning Ooh, ooh, then you come down [Bridge] Just keep on moving [Verse 3] Everybody asks your name they say we're all the same And now it's "nice one", "geezer" And that's as far as the conversation went I lost my friends, I dance alone, it's six 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 want to call your mother and say "Mother, I can never come home again 'Cause I seem to have left an important part of my brain Somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire" Alright [Chorus] In the middle of the night, it feels alright But then tomorrow morning Ooh, ooh, then you come down [Outro] Ooh, ooh, then you come down Ooh, what if you never come down?