Pulp - Inside Susan Lyrics
Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m. she sits on the back seat. she looks atThe man in fronts head and thinks how his fat wrinkled neck is like a large carrotSticking out from the collar of his shirt. she adds up the numbers on her bus ticket toSee if they make twenty-one, but they dont. maybe she shouldnt bother going to school atAll, then. her friends will be in the yard with their arms folded on their chests,Shielding their breasts to try and make them look bigger, whilst the boys will be too busyPlaying football to notice. the bus is waiting on the high street when suddenly it beginsTo rain torrentially and it sounds like someone has emptied about a million packets ofDried peas on top of the roof of the bus. what if it just keeps raining, sheThinks to herself, and it was just like being in an aquarium except it was all theShoppers and office-workers that were floating passed the window instead of fish?Shes still thinking about this when the bus goes passed caroline lees house where thereWas a party last week. there were some german exchange students there who were veryMature; they all ended up jumping out of the bedroom window. one of them tried to get herTo kiss him on the stairs, so she kicked him. later she was sick because she drunk tooMuch cider. caroline was drunk as well; she was pretending she was married to a tall boyIn glasses, and she had to wear a polo-neck for three days afterwards to cover up theLove-bite on her neck. by now the bus is going passed the market. outside is a man whoSpends all day forcing felt-tip pens into peoples hands and then trying to make them payFor them. she used to work in the pet shop, but she got sacked for talking to boys whenShe was supposed to be working. she wasnt too bothered though, she hated the smell of theRabbits anyway. maybe this bus wont stop, she thinks, and Ill stay onIt until Im old enough to go into pubs on my own. or it could drive me to a town wherePeople with black hair drink special brew and I can make lots of money by charging fat oldMen five pounds a time to look up my skirt. oh, theyll be queuing up to take me out toDinner... I suppose you think shes just a silly girl with stupid ideas, but iRemember her in those days. they talk about people with a fire within and all that stuff,Well, she had that alright. its just that no-one dared to jump into her fire; they wouldHave been consumed. instead, they put her in a corner and let her heat up the room,Warming their hands and backsides in front of her, and then slagging her off around town.No-one ever really got inside susan, and, and, she always ended up getting off the bus atThe terminus and then walking home.
