Lyric discussion by sillybunny 

Shanghaied by marauding angels who showed up to amuse me and wreak absolute havoc in my life, this song has been one of their theme songs—they love the Coolidge version and are completely delighted with the Pulp version.

I had no intention of doing the things we did—primarily because I didn’t know they could be done before this crowd appeared like abandoned babies on my doorstep. The two of a kind?—we became a concurrent entity. Assuredly on an all time high and claiming to be the guardians of the universe, they promise change—something I’m still waiting to see in a more positive light. One can only wish …

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