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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pulp
Performer
Jarvis Cocker
Vocals
Candida Doyle
Synthesiser Programming
Mark Webber
Guitar
Steve Mackey
Bass Guitar
Russell Senior
Violin
Nick Banks
Drums
Anne Dudley
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jarvis Cocker
Composer
Candida Doyle
Composer
Mark Webber
Composer
Steve Mackey
Composer
Russell Senior
Composer
Nick Banks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Thomas
Producer
Julie Gardener
Assistant Engineer
Tim Burrell
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
We didn't have no where to live
We didn't have nowhere to go
'Til someone said, "I know this place off Burditt Road"
It was on the fifteenth floor
It had a board across the door
It took an hour to pry it off and get inside
It smelt as if someone had died
The living room was full of flies
The kitchen sink was blocked
The bathroom sink, not there at all
Ooh, it's a mess alright
Yes, it's Mile End
And now we're living in the sky
I'd never thought I'd live so high, just like heaven
If it didn't look like hell
The lift is always full of piss
The fifth floor landing smells of fish
Not just on Friday, every single other day
Below the kids come out tonight
They kick a ball and have a fight
And maybe shoot somebody
If they lose at pool
Oh, it's a mess alright
Yes, it's Mile End
Nobody wants to be your friend
'Cause you're not from round here
Oh, as if that was something to be proud about
The Pearly King and the Isle of Dogs
Feels up children in the bogs, down by the playing fields
Someone sets a car on fire
I guess you have to go right down
Before you understand just how
How low, how low
A human being can go
Oh, it's a mess alright
Yes, it's Mile End
Mile End, Mile End
Writer(s): Stephen Patrick Mackey, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Candida Doyle, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Mark Andrew Webber
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