Vull dormir amb gent normal com tu

No sé si m'agrada més l'original del Pulp o la versió de Manel. Common people VS La gent normal. Tu què trobes?



S'havia estat cultivant per Grècia

i havia après que és taaan important viatjar;
i jo escoltava i deia... sí, sí... clar, clar.
Son pare acumulava grans riqueses;
vaig dir: caram, en aquest cas anuli si-us-plau la cervesa,
i posi'ns el vi car.

Li va semblar genial
va fer un glopet, em va mirar i va dir:

vull viure com viuen els altres;
vull fer les coses que fa la gent normal;
vull dormir amb qui dormen els altres;
ficar-me al llit amb gent normal com tu.

I, assumint aquell paper vaig dir:
bé, veurem què s'hi pot fer.

Vaig passejar-la pel mercat del barri,
em va semblar un escenari adequat
per començar.

Vaig dir: d'acord,
ara fes veure que no tens ni un duro.
I va riure i va dir: ai quina gràcia!
Què boig estàs! Ets mooolt divertit.
Doncs francament maca,
no em sembla que ningú estigui rient aquí,
ja t'ho has pensat bé, això de...

viure com ho fan els altres;
veure les coses que veu la gent normal;
dormir amb qui dormen els altres;
ficar-te al llit amb gent normal com jo.

Però ella no entenia res i m'agafava del bracet

Comparteix pis amb estranys,
busca una feina formal,
puja al metro pels matins,
ves al cine alguna nit,
però igualment mai entendràs
el que és anar passant els anys
esperant la solució que s'emporti tanta por.

Però tu mai...

viuràs com viuen els altres;
i patiràs com pateix la gent normal;
mai entendràs el fracàs dels altres;
mai comprendràs com els somnis se'ns van quedant
en riure i beure i anar tirant i si pots... ja saps...
follar de tant en tant.

Prova a cantar si ho fan els altres;
canta fort si et sembla interessant;
riu a pulmó si ho fan els altres;
però no t'estranyi si et gires que riguin de tu;
que no et sorprengui si estan farts
de tu jugant a ser com és la gent normal

Vull dormir amb gent normal com tu...


 
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge,

she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College,
that's where I,
caught her eye.
She told me that her Dad was loaded,
I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola."
She said "Fine."
and 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 "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,
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 laid in bed at night,
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you call 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 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.

I want to live with common people,
I want to live with common people etc...