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Pulp - 59 Lyndhurst Grove Lyrics and Youtube Music VideosAlbum:
Razzmatazz Single Released:
1993 There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
A stain from last week's party on the stairs
No one knows who made it or how it ever got there
They were dancing with children round their legs
Talking business, books and records, art and sex
All things being considered you'd call it a success
You wore your black dress oh-oh oh-oh...
He's an architect and such a lovely guy
And he'll stay with you until the day you die
And he'll give you everything you could desire
Oh well almost everything everything that he can buy
So you sometimes go out in the afternoon
Spend an hour with your lover in his bedroom hear old women
Rolling trolleys down the road
Back to Lyndhurst Grove Lyndhurst Grove Oh.
Writer/s: BANKS, NICK / COCKER, JARVIS BRANSON / DOYLE, CANDIDA / MACKEY, STEPHEN PATRICK / SENIOR, RUSSELL
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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LyricFind59 Lyndhurst Grove Song Chart This song is the third and final part of the "Inside Susan: A story in Three Songs" trilogy (not including "The Babysitter", written and released later on as a B-side). Having detailed the main character Susan's early adolescence in "Stacks" and her teenage years in "Inside Susan," we find her here in "59 Lyndhurst Grove" having now grown up, married an estate agent, and moved to "somewhere in South London." Clearly domestic bliss is not to her taking, as she appears to be in an illicit fling with another man in an attempt to bring some excitement to proceedings. Jarvis Cocker explained briefly about the "Inside Susan" trilogy when discussing the "Razzmatazz" single in the 1994 Record Collector interview, where he elaborated on "59 Lyndhurst Grove." Said Cocker: "You follow this character from early adolescence through to early thirties and married to an architect somewhere in South London. The last part, '59 Lyndhurst Grove,' was inspired by a party I'd been to the weekend before. We were thrown out by an architect but I got my own back by writing a song about the event. It was a really crap 'right on' party - there were children there. You don't take your children to a party in my book. I sent a copy of the CD to 59 Lyndhurst Grove, the lady of the house, because she was in a bad situation married to this prick, but she never wrote back. A Japanese fan went there and stood outside and asked if she was Susan!"