The Wrong People · 1986 · Stiff Records
Let Me Feel Your Pulse
Written by Jim Irvin, Hamilton Lee, Sally Still, Tim Whelan
Published by Copyright Control
I live on a ring road And my walls all shake I didn't sleep all night I didn't sleep all day I chased the shadows home Took a turn off the High Street And into the unknown Now there's a shipload of something in a transit van There's a brick through the window of an innocent man From the young lions snarling round the market square But I've no inclination to care Cos all the fuss you're making, don't get results Come on you cats, let me feel your pulse I could hey boy boy shine my shoes boy Hey boy boy sniff that glue boy You carry your mirror to the local venue And you wait for the show to start But you're the performance That I came to see I got my seat in the corner Don't mind me I watch the pretty girls dancing, dancing Make me feel so good I get the information About the neighbourhood Cos all the fuss you're making don't get results Come on you cats, let me feel your pulse Let me feel your pulse I may look a bit dumb but I'm nobody's fool I'm not losing my touch I am not losing my touch, I need you so much You can stay the night, stay the year It happens or it doesn't happen and you get up and make your own breakfast It hasn't been you lately But you're warmer to my touch And I see your smile in my eyes Come home with me Stay the weekend, stay forever, I don't care You breath in, you breath out And you get up and make your own breakfast I smile when I choose and I've nothing to lose I'm keeping one step ahead of the bills Cos all the fuss you're making don't get results Come on you cats, let me feel your pulse Let me feel your pulse
Commentary
There was a bit of a standoff between us and Stiff Records boss Dave Robinson in the selection of songs for 'The Wrong People.' He wouldn't let us record any if he didn't like both the song and the arrangement, and we wouldn't change the arrangements. This resulted in a pretty good quality control throughout. 'Let Me Feel Your Pulse' was the one time both he and us compromised. None of us should have done.
Tim Whelan — Band commentary, 2010 Cherry Red reissue booklet (compiled by Jim, Tim and Hami)