Aborigine Lyrics - Masters Of The Universe - Pulp

Starts so slowly, just a place to stay 

Somewhere warm where they can spend their days 

Air is stagnant and he feels unclean 

Hair hangs greasy and he smells obscene 

Something's happened and it's not so good 

broken bottles in the face of love 

Mottled flesh under the harsh strip-light 

Nylon sheets to keep them warm at night 

Once it's started it can never stop 

fills his head with a dark damp fog 

In the distance is a constant cry 

growing louder as the years go by 

Days get longer and he starts to drink 

spews his stomach in the kitchen sink 

Tells his children they should have respect 

Tells his wife that she's a nervous wreck 

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He hates his wife and he hates them all 

He hates his wife and he hates them all 

Can't be bothered when it's all the same 

leave it long enough, it goes away 

In the meantime stomach turns to fat 

She tries to tell him but he can't have that 

She's only jealous and she's telling lies 

Standing naked in his flesh disguise 

It took him months to get her into bed 

now he's got her he just wants her dead 

She wants excitement and she needs romance 

all she gets are dirty underpants 

Stupid animal that can't know why 

something's wrong so someone has to die 

The wind is blowing and the rain falls down 

Sends his family on a trip down town 

Sees them die in a burning wreck 

Sees them burn, smokes a cigarette 

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He hates his wife and he hates them all 

He hates his wife and he hates them all 

He knows he's finished but he can't stop now 

and he wants to end it but he can't see how 

and it's all in pieces, thrown it all away 

Oh, but he's not ugly, he just looks that way 

And he wants some quiet and he needs it now 

but the scream he's started's getting far too loud 

and he still pretends he does it just for now 

His day will come he'll lose it all somehow 

Killing time until his ship arrives 

been dead ten years but he's still alive 

and the time is wasted and the ship has sunk 

but he hasn't noticed and he comes home drunk 

and he's just dead weight, he'll never leave the ground 

He tries to stand but he keeps falling down 

and it's hard to know he doesn't count for much 

He's not a has-been, just a never-was 

Oh he hates his wife and he hates them all 

He hates his wife and he hates them all 

Hates his wife 

Hates them all.