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 wanna live like common people.
I wanna do whatever common people do.
I wanna sleep with common people.
I wanna 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 hands!
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.
When you’re lyin’ 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 whatever 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!