She's by herself again in the quiet secret night.
Below the neighbour's window -
Hands in pockets, head on one side.
And the radio plays an unknown song
That has nothing at all to do with God.
But it's miles away from this sad town
And the stupid kids who get her down.
Just wait until
Big Julie rules the world.
Big Julie rules the world.
Well, the radio still plays: floating beyond time -
Like the greatest people in the world all springing up and feeling fine.
And it's so far away from these sweaty lads
Who say that boys cannot be slags.
And if it's not them then it's their dads.
Like the guy who felt her up in class.
And the Sunday-School teacher
Who said she had beautiful breasts
And the local radio DJ who is so obviously obsessed.
Yeah, form an orderly queue
When Big Julie rules the world.
Big Julie rules the world.
Yeah, go and chase your dreams -
But if your dreams are not your own
Then wouldn't it be better just to work things out at home?
And she knows sex is just for dummies anyway:
Something you do when you've run out of things to say.
But this song will play until the light.
It's the sound of her trying to find something to like -
The sound of her walking day and night.
And this song may lead her far away
But tonight it seems to light the way.
And she can almost see the future shine.
And everything's in tune and everything's in time.
And it will play until the day
Big Julie rules the world.
Big Julie rules the world.
Writer(s): Jarvis Branson Cocker
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