Walking from the scene of some humiliation feeling like a dog
Walking from the scene of some romantic triumph feeling like God
Walk towards the small town lights felt brighter than the lot of them
Can have anything, can never fail
The will to power, the force of destiny and efficiency
Generations glimpse the high pitch, play it for real
Four billion spectators look on: judging, analysing, losing
Sinking, swimming, striving, longing, failing
Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs
Suck and sate, forces of fate
A polemic, a sharp cutter, a fashion, a spirit, a simplicity
The only choice, the only voice in the darkness
The only choice, the only voice
1933 where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the toffs slumming it?
Where's the fanaticism?
Where's truth and beauty?
Walk towards the small town lights felt brighter than the lot of them
Can have anything, can never fail
The will to power, the force of destiny and efficiency
Generations glimpse the high pitch, play it for real
Four billion spectators look on: judging, analysing, losing
Sinking, swimming, striving, longing, failing
Weak flesh projected through Europe on speed of all the needs
Suck and sate, forces of fate
A polemic, a sharp cutter, a fashion, a spirit, a simplicity
The only choice, the only voice in the darkness
The only choice, the only voice
1933 where are you now?
Where are the broken bottles?
Where's the fanaticism?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
Where's truth and beauty?
This is the first commercially released Pulp track to which Russell provided the lyrics and vocals. To those unfamiliar with Pulp the song could be assumed to have fascist connotations. Russell had the following to say about this in a '87 fanzine interview:
To be honest, I wasn't too surprised at the Nazi flak we got. It is in fact a real commie anthem dedicated to Arthur Scargill and Nelson Mandela and the I.R.A. The reason it got Nazi flak is:
- It mentions 1933 (the year Hitler came to power).
- The title is also a book of Nietzsche writings compiled by the Nazis and taken out of context to try and prove their race theories.
- I look very similar to Adolph Hitler(!). On a couple of occasions I've had to dash out of my local when yobbos started chanting 'Zieg Heil!' and taking the piss.