Listen to From the Hip by Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

From the Hip

Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

Pop

Apple Music Note

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Featured In

Listen to Mainstream by Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

ALBUMMainstreamLloyd Cole & The Commotions

Listen to ’80s Singer-Songwriter Essentials featuring Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

PLAYLIST’80s Singer-Songwriter EssentialsApple Music ’80s

Listen to Lloyd Cole Essentials featuring Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

PLAYLISTLloyd Cole EssentialsApple Music Rock

Listen to Inspired by Scritti Politti featuring Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

PLAYLISTInspired by Scritti PolittiApple Music Alternative

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

Lloyd Cole & The Commotions

Remixer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Lloyd Cole

Composer

Neil Robert Clark

Neil Robert Clark

Composer

Stephen Irvine

Composer

Derek MacKillop

Derek MacKillop

Composer

Lawrence Donegan

Lawrence Donegan

Composer

Blair Gray Cowan

Blair Gray Cowan

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ian Stanley

Producer

Bruce Lampcov

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

This one's from the hip

Oh mother you have sorely misjudged me

It should have been whipped out of me

Without a father I figured I

Yes, I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on

[Verse 2]

This one's from the hip

My love I should have warned you about me

It never got whipped out of me

Me and my modesty and mother

Your wretched son won't take his medicine

[Verse 3]

Not I

I don't care anymore

I'm sick and I'm tired

And I don't care anymore

This one's from the hip

Why should I know why, it's a wicked world

[Verse 4]

I've had it up to here

Sweet Jesus I should have warned you about me

It's sure to end in tears and misery

Without a father I figured I

Yes, I concluded then that I'm not for spitting on

[Verse 5]

Not I

I don't care anymore

I'm sick and I'm tired

And I don't care anymore

This one's from the hip

Yeah, from the hip

Woah, it's a wicked world

[Verse 6]

Why should I know? why should I care?

Who's telling me what I should wear?

Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine

Mother, your wretched son is hooked on his medicine

[Verse 7]

Yeah, I don't care anymore

I'm sick and I'm tired

And I don't care anymore

No, yeah, I don't care anymore

Sick and tired, and I don't care anymore

This one's from the hip

Why should I know why, it's a wicked world

Written by: Blair Gray Cowan, Derek MacKillop, Lawrence Donegan, Lloyd Cole, Neil Robert Clark, Stephen Irvine