Deep Fried In Kelvin Lyrics - Pulp

Oh children of the future 

conceived in the toilets at Meadowhall 

to be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors 

rolling empty cans down the stairway 

(don't you love that sound?) 

whilst the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head 

trying to remember what he learnt at training college 

Lester said he wasn't allowed in here 

so why don't you get lost? 

And if you grow up 

then when you grow up, maybe 

maybe you can live 

live on Kelvin 

yeah you can live in Kelvin 

on the promenade with the concrete walkways 

where pidgeons go to die 

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A woman on the fourteenth floor noticed that the ceiling was bulging as if under a great weight. 

When the council investigated they discovered that the man in the flat above had transported a large 

quantity of soil into his living-room, in which several plants he had stolen from a local park were 

growing. When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden. 

When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden. 

Oh God, I think the future's been fried 

deep fried in Kelvin 

and now it's rotting behind the remains of a stolen motorbike 

I haven't touched it, honest 

but there isn't anything else to do 

we don't need your sad attempts at social conscience 

based on taxi-rides home at night when exhibition opens 

we just want your car radio 

and those Reflux speakers 

now 

suffer the little children to come to me 

and I will tend their adventure playground splinters with cigarette burns 

and feed them fizzy orange and chips 

and then they grow up straight and tall 

and then they grow up to live 

on Kelvin 

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Oh yeah 

We can have ghettos too. 

only we use air-rifles instead of machine-guns. 

Stitch that. 

And we drunk driving lights. 

In the end 

the question you have to ask yourself is 

are you talking to me 

or are you 

chewing a brick?