Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
Or just twenty thousand people standing in a field?
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
But that's okay 'cause we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands 'cause all this has just got to mean something-ing
Oh, in the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down, oh
Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some fucked up bloke in Camden Town
Oh, and no-one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay 'cause we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
At four o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away
All right
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down, oh
Just keep on moving
Everybody asks your name, they say we're all the same and now it's
"Nice one," "geezer"
But that's as far as the conversation went
I lost my friends, I dance alone
It's six o'clock, I want to go home
But it's "no way," "not today"
Makes you wonder what it meant
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you want to call your mother
And say "mother, I can never come home again
'Cause I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere
Somewhere in a field in Hampshire, all right"
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down
Oh, oh, then you come down
Oh, what if you never come down?
Or just twenty thousand people standing in a field?
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
But that's okay 'cause we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
And tell me when the spaceship lands 'cause all this has just got to mean something-ing
Oh, in the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down, oh
Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some fucked up bloke in Camden Town
Oh, and no-one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay 'cause we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
At four o'clock the normal world seems very, very, very far away
All right
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down, oh
Just keep on moving
Everybody asks your name, they say we're all the same and now it's
"Nice one," "geezer"
But that's as far as the conversation went
I lost my friends, I dance alone
It's six o'clock, I want to go home
But it's "no way," "not today"
Makes you wonder what it meant
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you want to call your mother
And say "mother, I can never come home again
'Cause I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere
Somewhere in a field in Hampshire, all right"
In the middle of the night
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Oh, oh, then you come down
Oh, oh, then you come down
Oh, what if you never come down?
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the last verse portrays just how awful the comedown is. at its peak, you just feel so guilty and false, hence the "Mother, I can never come home again" line.
overall i dont think its an anti-E song though, its a satirical overview of the whole thing. coz you can be a drug user and still see the many hypocrisies and problems of it. and i think really thats what jarvis is doing here
Especially since some people believe the song to be promoting the use of drugs.
But I think rog up there is bang on really.
This song is zabout drugs.
It's a lyrically straightforward, great track.
The start of the last verse
Everybody asks your name
They say we're all the same
and it's "nice one, geezer"
But that's as far as the conversation went
is bang on observation that anyone who's ever been clubbing will recognise.
The observation alone would be enough to pinpoint the superficial nature of it all, but Jarvis bangs it closed with the refusals from the same people as he tries to hitch a lift home the next morning.
A revolution that in the end turned out not to mean anything.
I still see the same sad bastards out clubbing on the same drugs as they were years ago. I try not to make eye contact but they always come up to me and say something very similar to "Nice one, geezer".
A highly accurate track about the E culture.
The best moment may come with that "in the middle of the night...." part, it's just sublime...