Horns arranged by: Paul Von Mertens
Written by: Jarvis Cocker
Recorded by: Steve Albini
In the beginning there was nothing
To be honest, that suited me just fine
I was three weeks late coming out of the womb
In no great rush to join the rest of mankind
Where there were:
Further complications
Further complications in store, yeah
I was not born in wartime
I was not born in pain or poverty
I need an addiction, I need an affliction
To cultivate a personality
I need some:
Further complications, oh
Further complications in store, yeah
Your life is just a carrier bag
The enemy without has moved in somewhere else
If your parents didn't screw you up, why not do it yourself?
Go fight your battles - go to a disco
You wanna suffer? Go to a rock show
Do you follow me? (Follow me)
Then follow me (Follow me)
Do you follow me? (Follow me)
Then follow me
Follow me to:
Further complications
That's right
Further complications in store, yeah
Your life is just a carrier bag
Over-fill it and the straps will snap
I used to think that people all chose the lives they led
But so many different choices that you've got to make instead
Don't write a novel - a shopping list is better
It's a complicated boogie and I don't know any better, baby
Further complications
Oh!
Further complications in store, yeah
Your life is just a carrier bag
Over-fill it and the straps will snap
Further complications
Further complications
Do you follow me?