Partial Eclipse - Pulp

Lyrics by：Jarvis Cocker

Composed by：Andrew McKinney/Candida Doyle/Emma Smith/Jarvis Cocker/Jason Buckle/Mark Webber/Nick Banks/Serafina Steer

Arranged by：Emma Smith/Rich Jones

Produced by：James Ford

I was waiting for a knock on the wall

Waited all night did not hear anything at all

Thinking of my lips on your lips

Working on a partial eclipse

Welcome to the home of the hits

Sorry to insist

On this partial eclipse

Of the sun

A brand new shape to the universe

This is what it looks like with polarities reversed

Expansion becomes contraction

Repulsion becomes attraction

Standing with my hands on your hips

You're giving me a partial eclipse

All creation started like this

Sorry to insist on this partial eclipse

Of the sun

The morning was overcast

Or maybe the clouds became a little darker

I walked down to the bottom of the road

And my blood ran cold

Going back to living in sheltered accommodation

Sporadic central heating

Looking for a clean mug

Whilst wearing a bobbly cardigan

And odd socks

Another near miss

A partial eclipse

Of the sun

Above the clouds