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Encara no hem parlat de Manel (ho farem d’aquí a poc temps), però és que he vist a Videoclips.cat el videoclip de Gent normal, la versió en català de Common People de Pulp. Us deixo el vídeo en català (les lletres en català no les trobo enlloc i em fa molta mandra escriure-les des de zero), el vídeo en anglès i les lletres en anglès.
She came from Greece
She had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculpture at Saint Martins College
That’s where I
Caught her eye
She told me that her dad was loaded
I said, “Well, in that case I’ll have a rum and Coca-Cola”
She said, “Fine”
And then in thirty seconds’ time, she said
“I want to live like common people
I want to do whatever common people do
I want to sleep with common people
I want to sleep with common people like you.”
Well, what else could I do?
I said “Oh, I’ll see what I can do.”
I took her to a supermarket
I don’t know why, but I had to start it somewhere
So it started there
I said, “Pretend you’ve got no money.”
And she just laughed and said, “Oh, you’re so funny.”
I said “Yeah?
Well I can’t see anyone else smiling in here
Are you sure
You want to live like common people
You want to see whatever common people see
You want to sleep with common people
You want to sleep with common people like me?”
But she didn’t understand
She just smiled and held my hand
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you’ll never get it right
‘Cos when you’re laying in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your dad he could stop it all
Yeah
You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do whatever common people do
You’ll never fail like common people
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance, and drink, and screw
Because there’s nothing else to do
Sing along with the common people
Sing along and it might just get you through
Laugh along with the common people
Laugh along even though they’re laughing at you
And the stupid things that you do
Because you think that poor is cool
Like a dog lying in a corner
They will bite you and never warn you
Look out
They’ll tear your insides out
(something muffled underneath, maybe: I’m sorry,
Mr Dalton, there’s no need to be concerned)
‘cos everybody hates a tourist
Especially one who thinks it’s
All such a laugh
Yeah and the chip stains and grease will come out in the bath
You will never understand
How it feels to live your life
With no meaning or control
And with nowhere left to go
You are amazed that they exist
And they burn so bright whilst you can only wonder why
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you’ll never get it right
‘Cos when you’re laying in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all
You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do what common people do
You’ll never fail like common people
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance, and drink, and screw
Because there’s nothing else to do
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
I want to live with common people like you
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Oh yeah.