I Spy

Pulp – I Spy from Different Class (1995) /britpop/
((“My favourite parks are car-parks, grass is something you smoke, birds are something you shag. Take your “year in Provence”.. shove it up your arse!”
This song is a real tour-de-force, or rollercoaster as it were or might be. The lyrics are clever, at times amusing, creepy, dark, over-the-top and the music follows suit.))