Catatonia

I found me a pulse
I found me a pulse
And I came to the
screaming city baby
I found me a pulse
I bought me some clothes
I bought me some clothes
And I played in the
screaming city baby
I got given clothes
We're village idiots
And words tie us up in knots
But it's OK
I lose me some clothes
And my GP upped my dose
I crave acclaim not your
simpering pity maybe
I won't give up the ghost
I'll be the hostess with the most
And I won't give up my post
I come alive in the
screaming city baby
And I won't give up the ghost