I found me a pulse I found me a pulse And I came to this screaming City baby I found me a pulse I bought me some clothes I bought me some clothes And I played in this screaming City baby I got given clothes But we're village idiots And we tie ourselves in knots But it's ok I lost me some clothes And the gap at my door I faked a claim, pity baby I won't give up the ghost I'll be the hostess with the most And I wont give up my post I come alive in the screaming City baby I won't give up the ghost But we're village idiots And the party never stops But it's ok Cause to struggle would be meaningless We are what we are everyone of us And you love those disco frills And you love those disco frills And you really take the biscuit baby You love those disco frills But we're village idiots And the party never stops Cause to struggle would be meaningless We are what we are everyone of us