She doesn't have to go to work
But she doesn't want to stay in bed
'Cause it's changed from something comfortable
To something else instead
This bed has seen it all
From the first time to the last
The silences of now
And the good times of the past
And it only cost ten pounds
From a shop just down the road
But, dear, that was seven years ago
And things were very different then
It didn't get much rest at first
The headboard banging in the night
The neighbors didn't dare complain
Oh, everything was going right
Now, there's no need to complain
'Cause it never makes a sound
Something beautiful left town
And she doesn't even know its name
Now every night she plays the sad game, ooh-ooh-ooh
Called pretending nothing's going wrong, ooh
Oh, but she knows
If this show was televised
No one would watch it
Not tonight but seven years ago
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Now there's no need to complain
'Cause it never makes a sound
Oh, something beautiful left town
And she never even knew its name
She doesn't have to go to work
But she doesn't want to stay in bed
'Cause it's changed from something comfortable
To something else instead
But she doesn't want to stay in bed
'Cause it's changed from something comfortable
To something else instead
This bed has seen it all
From the first time to the last
The silences of now
And the good times of the past
And it only cost ten pounds
From a shop just down the road
But, dear, that was seven years ago
And things were very different then
It didn't get much rest at first
The headboard banging in the night
The neighbors didn't dare complain
Oh, everything was going right
Now, there's no need to complain
'Cause it never makes a sound
Something beautiful left town
And she doesn't even know its name
Now every night she plays the sad game, ooh-ooh-ooh
Called pretending nothing's going wrong, ooh
Oh, but she knows
If this show was televised
No one would watch it
Not tonight but seven years ago
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Now there's no need to complain
'Cause it never makes a sound
Oh, something beautiful left town
And she never even knew its name
She doesn't have to go to work
But she doesn't want to stay in bed
'Cause it's changed from something comfortable
To something else instead
Lyrics submitted by typo, edited by Fernandez7
Live Bed Show Lyrics as written by Jarvis Branson Cocker Candida Doyle
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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I don't think her lover has left, I think the "something beautiful" that's left town is more abstract and refers to what they used to have.
But then at other times I also thought that she might be a prostitute...?
Maybe sometimes we think to much, was it Freud who said sometimes a pencil is just a pencil?
Its a great song, Cocker writes some of the best lyrics around.
But the thing is "something beautiful left town": I've always assumed this meant her beauty/attractiveness/sexual allure. But today it struck me this could be a lover, the cause of her 'headboard banging'. So perhaps its a deceitfully romantic love song... Or it's just Pulp being Pulp.
Wish I had a bed.
So sad to be stuck in yesterday instead of moving forward toward a better tomorow.