There Was Lyrics By Pulp

We're talking again / Smiling and laughing / Ignoring the past
Well I hope you're happy / I know there was something
Please don't / let it / die away / I know what you're thinking
I know / what you / want to say / I won't give it names
For names have no uses / Just shots in the dark / or easy excuses
I know there was something / Please don't / let it / die away
I know what you're thinking / I know / what you / want to say
Lala lala... / I know there was something
Please don't / let it / die away / I know what you're thinking
I know / what you / want to say.

Weeds Lyrics By Pulp

We came across the North Sea with our carriers on our knees
Wound up in some holding camp somewhere outside Leeds.
Because we do not care to fight, my friends - we are the weeds.
Because we got no homes they call us smelly refugees.
Ah. We are weeds, vegetation, dense undergrowth.
Thru' cracks in the pavement: there weeds will grow - the places you don't go.
This cut-price dairy produce that turns our bones to dust.
You want some entertainment?
Go on, shove it up me - if you must.
Make believe you're so turned on by planting trees & shrubs
But you come round to visit us when you fancy booze 'n' drugs.
Ah. We are weeds, vegetation, etc.
If you think it's a crime
We'd like to get you out of your mind.
It's just a matter of time, yeah
We'd like to get you out of your mind.
Gonna cut you down in your prime, yeah
We'd like to get you out of your mind.
For a little time: for all time.
Weed.

We Are The Boyz Lyrics By Pulp

Ooh / We are the boyz / And we are class / At getting trashed
So make some noize / We are the boyz / We are the lads
We sleep with slags / We nick their fags / We got no choice
We are the boyz / Oh we are the boyz / We don't ask why
Because we're alive / We are the boyz / We are the boyz
We're in the place / So shut yer face / You got no choice
We are the boyz / We are the guys / We're getting high
While you're getting by / So just make some noize
'Cos we are the boyz / Oh we are the boyz / And we don't ask why
'Cos we're always right / Because we're alive / Oh we are the boyz!
We are the boyz / And don't look now / 'Cos we're coming down
Don't make no noize / Cos we are the boyz / Now we are the men
And that was then / It won't happen again / But we had no choice
Cos we're the boyz / Oh we were the boyz / But we're not any more
Not now we're so mature / Now we've got insured
Because we're not so sure / No we're not so sure / Oh no we're not so sure
Not so sure / Not so sure as we were / When we were the boyz
We were the boyz / Oh, we were the boyz / C'mon, we're still the boyz
We're still the boyz / Oh, we're still the boyz / Oh c'mon, we are the boyz
We are the boyz / Oh, we are the boyz.

Help The Aged Lyrics By Pulp

Help the aged,
one time they were just like you,
drinking, smoking cigs and sniffing glue. Help the aged,
don't just put them in a home,
can't have much fun in there all on their own.

Give a hand, if you can,
try and help them to unwind.
Give them hope & give them comfort 'cos they're running out of time.

*In the meantime we try.
Try to forget that nothing lasts forever. No big deal so give us all a feel.
Funny how it all falls away.
When did you first realise?
It's time you took an older lover baby. Teach you stuff
although he's looking rough.
Funny how it all falls away.

Help the aged
'cos one day you'll be older too
- you might need someone who can
pull you through
& if you look very hard
behind the lines upon their face you may see where you are headed
and it's such a lonely place.

[*Repeat]
You can dye your hair
but it's the one thing you can't change.
Can't run away from yourself, yourself...

[*Repeat]
Funny how it all falls away. [x3]
So help the aged.

My Legendary Girlfriend Lyrics By Pulp

You know sometimes ... when we're lying together ...
and I know you're asleep ...
I can hear the soft sound of your breathing ... so I get up ...
and I go to the window ...
Outside ... I can see all the houses ...
Curtains shut tight against the night ... asleep beneath the roof-tiles ...
And as I stand here ... I wonder ... I wonder how many more times ...
I'm gonna come here ...
I wonder how many more times ... I'm gonna lie here ...
And most of all ... most of all I wonder ...
I wonder what it means ... I just wanna know what it means ...
So I woke her ... and we went walking through the sleeping town ...
down deserted streets ...
Frozen gardens grey in the moonlight ... fences ... down to the canal ...
Creeping slowly past the cooling towers ...
Deserted factories ... looking for an adventure ...
I wandered the streets calling your name ...
Jumping walls ... hoping to see a light in the window ...
Let me in ... let me come in ... let me in tonight ...
Oh I see you shivering in the garden ... silver goose-flesh in the moonlight ...
She's balancing ... there are so many others ... with unbroken eyes ...
No cellulite afternoons ...
And she is balancing ... balancing on the edge of ugliness tonight ...
She is balancing ... good God!
My legendary girlfriend, she is crying tonight
Oh no she doesn't feel right
She's got no-one to hold
Her love is a sham
He is dancing somewhere
Oh no he doen't care oh well, he'll never know
Jump ... touch my hair ...
I wanna ... I don't care ... 'cos tonight ...
We could, maybe we ... maybe we can touch the sky ...
Do you think that we can ...
Do you think that we can ... touch the sky ... please ...
I know ... I know it's not forever ... but tonight I don't care ...
Your skin so pale in the moonlight ...
and the way your lips swell up when you're asleep ...
Nothing else matters ... do you know how much I want you? ...
Can you feel how much I want you? ... Oh
Pitsmoor Woman
Oh let oh let me in tonight
My legendary girlfriend, she is crying tonight
Oh no she doesn't feel right
She's got no-one to hold
Her love is a sham
He is dancing somewhere
Oh no he doen't care oh well, he'll never know
And all the stars came out tonight and the moon came on it's face
It shone right though the clothes she wore
It shone right through the dress she wore
Good God ... Oh, y'know ... listen ... listen ... please ... oh ...
I just wanna ... I just wanna... ...
He falls to sleep again ... no cheese tonight ... she knows
My legendary girlfriend, she is crying tonight
Oh no she doesn't feel right
She's got no-one to hold
Her love is a sham
He is dancing somewhere
Oh no he doen't care oh well, he'll never know
And all the stars came out tonight and the moon came on it's face
It shone right through the dress she wore
It shone right through the clothes she wore
And the stars and the moon
And the stars all came down today
Oh please love me tonight
Good God now!

Blue Girls Lyrics By Pulp

The blue girls that bake in the sun / Skin falls in flakes from each one
Like leaves from autumn trees / they float upon the breeze
These girls you have loved / are slowly decaying
Ah / Drying out in the sun / before your eyes
Wild stares in your face / they seem to accuse you
Oh / What have you done / to earn this prize?
The flesh underneath candy-pink
Quite a strange affair you might think / They gasp and moan for air
Beached fish on your lawn-chair
These girls you have loved / are slowly decaying
Ah / Drying out in the sun / before your eyes
Wild stares in your face / they seem to accuse you
Oh / What have you done / to earn this prize?
Fragments left at the end of the day
A pile of blue that is soon swept away
Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye / Would it be too much to cry?
These girls you have loved / have slowly decayed
Ah / They dried out in the sun / before your eyes
Wild stares in your face / they seem to accuse you
Oh / What did you do / to earn this prize?

Party Hard Lyrics By Pulp

I used to try very hard to make friends with everyone on the planet.
I've seen you havin' it, havin' it yeah
but now you've just had it.
Entertainment can sometimes be hard when the thing
that you love is the same thing that's holding you down.

This man is dangerous, he just shed his load on your best party frock.
Before you enter the palace of wisdom you have to decide:
are you ready to rock?
Oh can you party with me?
Can you show me a good time?
Do you even know what one looks like?

And I don't need to hear your stories again
ust get on the floor & show me what you're made of.
Just what exactly are you made of?

Baby, you're driving me crazy. [x2]

I was having a whale of a time until
your uncle Psychosis arrived.
Why do we have to half kill ourselves just to prove we're alive?
I'm here whenever you need me & whenever you need me I won't be here.

& have you ever stopped to ask yourself?
If you didn't come to party then why did you come here?
Why did you come here?

Baby, you're driving me crazy. [x2]

And do you really know want to know just how come you turned out so dumb?
When the party's over will you
come home with me?

When the party's over will you come home with me? Now the party's
over will you come home to me.
Will you come home to me? [repeated]

Down By The River Lyrics By Pulp

Nadadum dadadada dada da...
Take me down to the river where I would not go before
Through the trees and the rushes to a place we both know
And I'm feeling much younger as I kneel on the ground
Dip my toe in the water of the river where I watched you drown
Nadadum nananana nana na...
Oh when the river ran dry that next year
I could not find your body
Now I'm standing here ready at last to dive down and reach you again
And I long to be with you
Now these cold nights have come oh I go down to the river
but the river will stop for no-one
Though I ask it it keeps flowing on
When I ask it, it tells me you're gone
Dadow...

Babies Lyrics By Pulp

Well it happened years ago when you lived on Stanhope Road.
We listened to your sister when she came home from school
'cos she was two years older and she had boys in her room.
We listened outside and heard her.
Alright. Well that was alright for a while but soon I wanted more.
I want to see as well as hear and so I hid inside her wardrobe.
And she came round four and she was
with some kid called David from the garage up the road
I listened outside I heard her.
Alright. Oh I want to take you home.
I want to give you children. You might be my girlfriend, yeah.
When I saw you next day I really couldn't tell 'cos you might go and tell your mother.
And so you went with Neve and Neve was coming on
And I thought I heard you laughing when his Mum and Dad were gone.
I listened outside, I heard you. Alright. Oh I want to take you home...etc.
Well I guess it couldn't last too long.
I came home one day and all her things were gone, I fell asleep inside.
I never heard her come. And then she opened up her wardrobe and I had to get it on.
Oh, listen we were on the bed when you came home, I heard you stop outside the door.
I know you won't believe it's true, I only went with her 'cos she looks like you.
Oh I want to take you home...[etc.]

Like A Friend Lyrics By Pulp

Don't bother saying you're sorry / Why don't you come in
Smoke all my cigarettes again / Every time I get no further
How long has it been? / Come on in now, wipe your feet on my dreams
You take up my time / Like some cheap magazine
When I could have been learning something
Oh well, you know what I mean, oh / I've done this before
And I will do it again / Come on and kill me baby
While you smile like a friend / Oh and I'll come running
Just to do it again / You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk / You are the habit I can't seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the dream I never should have caught
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age
Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid
Like a plane I've been told I never should board
Like a film that's so bad but I've got to stay till the end
Let me tell you now: it's lucky for you that we're friends.

Goodnight Lyrics By Pulp

Now it's coming to the end of the evening
The time when the ceiling sways and objects jerk out of place
Your eyelids heavy, you make your way down the yellow streets past rows
and rows of houses
Curtains drawn tight against the cold night air
To a flight of stairs which lead to a room where a bed is waiting for you to lie down
Perhaps alone, perhaps not and go to sleep again
They wait alone in unused rooms
They sit and they remember
Oh, please remember
So you lie on your back in the dark and listen to the blood rushing in your ears
And the soft "tick, tick, tick" of your watch against the mattress springs
Patterns merge behind your eyes
Purple and green, glwoing gently and all is soft with furry darkness
You yawn once turn on your side and fall to sleep again
They wait alone, they bathed your eyes when nights were cold
Remember
Oh, please remember
There's something you've forgotten
When you awoke later that night the bedroom was cold and you were alone
Alone and afraid of the dark
Watching
Waiting
Watching
Waiting
As you lie on your back naked beneath the cold sheets
Not dead, just sleeping
Sleeping
And you will never wake again.

You're A Nightmare Lyrics By Pulp

All day / I'm doing fine / 'cos there are things / to pass the time
Smoke a cig / and drink some tea / watch a programme / on TV
I just don't care where you are now / 'cos I'm sorted out, and how
I've got it all set up you see / But when I close my eyes it happens to me
You're a nightmare / and you've made it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
oh and I just can't see / why you should keep on happening to me
oh yeah / aah / Well it stopped some time in May / whilst you were still away
Was I in bed or on a bus / doing something pathetically ridiculous?
I never noticed it at first / But when you came back it got worse
It's the idea of you, you see / when I close my eyes it happens to me
Oh you're a nightmare / and you've got it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and I just can't see / why you should keep on / happening to me
You're a nightmare / and you've got it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and I just can't see / why you should keep on
happening / happening to me / Oh oh oh
And there were hotel bedroom birthdays / sleep in factory hallway
I remember always Yeah there were hotel bedroom birthdays
and sleep in factory hallway / I remember always
Why do you keep on / hanging round
Can't you see it gets me down?
Because when I look at you I see / somebody I just don't want to be
Oh woh you're a nightmare / and you got it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and you just can't see / why you should keep on / happening to me
You're a nightmare / and you've got it all wrong
Yeah you're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and I just can't see / oh why why you should keep on / happening to me
You're a mightmare / and you've got it all wrong
Oh you're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
oh and I just can't see / why you're / why you're
you're always hanging around / you're always hanging round
You're always hanging around / You're always hanging round
You're always hanging round / You're always hanging round
you're always hanging round / You're always hanging round.

Aborigine Lyrics By Pulp

Starts so slowly, just a place to stay
Somewhere warm where they can spend their days
Air is stagnant and he feels unclean
Hair hangs greasy and he smells obscene
Something's happened and it's not so good
Broken bottles in the face of love
Mottled flesh under the harsh strip-light
Nylon sheets to keep them warm at night
Once it's started it can never stop
Fills his head with a dark damp fog
In the distance is a constant cry growing louder as the years go by
Days get longer and he starts to drink
Spews his stomach in the kitchen sink
Tells his children they should have respect
Tells his wife that she's a nervous wreck
He hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all
Can't be bothered when it's all the same leave it long enough, it goes away
In the meantime stomach turns to fat
She tries to tell him but he can't have that
She's only "jealous" and she's "telling lies"
Standing naked in his flesh disguise
It took him months to get her into bed, now he's got her he just wants her dead
She wants excitement and she needs romance,
all she gets are dirty underpants
Stupid animal that can't know why something's wrong so someone has to die
The wind is blowing and the rain falls down
Sends his family on a trip down town
Sees them die in a burning wreck
Sees them burn, smokes a cigarette
He hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all
He knows he's finished but he can't stop now
And he wants to end it but he can't see how
And it's all in pieces, thrown it all away
Oh, but he's not ugly, he just looks that way
And he wants some quiet and he needs it now
But the scream he's started's getting far too loud
And he still pretends he does it just for now
His day will come he'll lose it all somehow
Killing time until his ship arrives
Been dead ten years but he's still alive and the time is wasted
and the ship has sunk
But he hasn't noticed and he comes home drunk
And he's just dead weight, he'll never leave the ground
He tries to stand but he keeps falling down
and it's hard to know he doesn't count for much
He's not a has-been, just a never-was
Oh he hates his wife and he hates them all
He hates his wife and he hates them all
Hates his wife
Hates them all.

Countdown Lyrics By Pulp

[single intro:] "Keep very still, for the strangest things are about to happen."
Oh I was seventeen when I heard the countdown start, it started slowly
And I thought it was my heart but then I realised
That this time it was for real there was no place to hide
I had to go out and feel, but there was time to kill
And so I, I walked my way around town I tried to love the world
Oh but the world just got me down and so I looked for you
In every street of every town I wanted to see your face
I wanna I wanna see you now
I wanna see you now
Oh and so it went
Oh so it went for several years I couldn't stand it
No oh it must be getting near now that you just don't know
Oh no you, you just don't understand how many people have seen you
In the arms of, of of some other man
I've got to meet you and find you and take you by the hand oh my God my God
You've got to understand that I was seventeen
I didn't I didn't know a thing at all
I've got no reason I've got no reason at all
Oh no The time of my life oh I think you came too soon
Yeah you came too soon then
Oh and it could it could be tonight if I ever leave this room
(I never leave this room no)
Oh I wasted all my time on all those stupid things that only get me down
Get down, oh
Oh and the sky is crying out tonight for me to leave this town
So I'm gonna leave this town
Goodbye O.K.
Yeah you can leave me
Oh you, you can go some other place
You can't forget it
Yeah you know, you know that's O.K.
'cos, 'cos I own this town
Yeah, yeah I brought it to its knees
Can you hear it crying? Can you?
Can you hear it begging to me "Please?"
I know it's coming so soon now oh, oh it's on it's way
Oh no oh no oh I can hear them say, they say I can't survive
They say I, I'll never leave the ground
They say it's all a lie and now and now it's coming down
Oh baby now
Time of my life oh I think you came too soon
Yeah you came too soon now
Oh and it could oh it could be tonight if I ever leave this room
(I never leave this room now)
Oh oh oh
I wasted all my time on all those stupid things that only get me down
Get down, oh
Oh and the sky is crying out tonight for me to leave this town
So I'm gonna go gonna be there
I'm gonna go
Bub-bye It's O.K.
You don't have to care
Really Oh, oh really, I swear
No, no you owe me nothing
You owe nothing to me
And if I messed it up baby
Then, that's all up to me
And if you go then, then I won't follow, no, no
'cos so many times I've been, I've been thinking maybe, oh maybe I should
No, I, I'm gonna stay
I, I'm gonna make my way
Oh, I'm gonna get on through babe
I'm gonna make it all some day
Oh, time of my life no I think you came too soon
You came too soon then
Oh and it could it could be tonight if I ever leave this room
(I never, I never leave this room, no)
Oh oh oh I wasted all my time on all those stupid things that only get me down
Get down, oh
And the sky is crying out tonight for me to leave this town
So I'll leave this town the sky is crying out tonight for me to leave this town
Yeah I'm gonna leave this town
Time is crying out tonight for me to leave this town
So I'm gonna go yeah I'm gonna go
Yeah Bub-bye
I'm gonna leave this town
You're not gonna have me around
Oh The sky and stars and God will never ever laugh
Me and stars and moon are falling down.
[single outro:] "You've just heard one of the most remarkable applications in modern electronics."

Styloroc (nites Of Suburbia) Lyrics By Pulp

After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic life.
A land of happy hours where the skies are grey and the food exceptionally greasy.
We drank strange brown liquids, and our stomachs swelled up like balloons.
A thousand fake orgasms every night behind thick draylon curtains.
They go on and on and on and on.
Oh! We sank back into long PVC sofas.
Outside dogs roamed the streets and the roof-tops, plus it would rain
But now we've grown so fat we can no longer pass through the door.
Stay we must, sprouting black hair beneath bry-nylon underwear.
Yes, you will stay; these nights of suburbia go on and on
and on and on and on and on and on.
They go on and on and on and on and on and on and on.
Yeah, oh, I'm feeling greasy.
Oh, I can't hear you. Oh, you're fading away. Oh no. Oh...

You're A Nightmare Lyrics By Pulp

All day / I'm doing fine / 'cos there are things / to pass the time
Smoke a cig / and drink some tea / watch a programme / on TV
I just don't care where you are now / 'cos I'm sorted out, and how
I've got it all set up you see / But when I close my eyes it happens to me
You're a nightmare / and you've made it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
oh and I just can't see / why you should keep on happening to me
oh yeah / aah / Well it stopped some time in May / whilst you were still away
Was I in bed or on a bus / doing something pathetically ridiculous?
I never noticed it at first / But when you came back it got worse
It's the idea of you, you see / when I close my eyes it happens to me
Oh you're a nightmare / and you've got it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and I just can't see / why you should keep on / happening to me
You're a nightmare / and you've got it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and I just can't see / why you should keep on
happening / happening to me / Oh oh oh
And there were hotel bedroom birthdays / sleep in factory hallway
I remember always Yeah there were hotel bedroom birthdays
and sleep in factory hallway / I remember always
Why do you keep on / hanging round
Can't you see it gets me down?
Because when I look at you I see / somebody I just don't want to be
Oh woh you're a nightmare / and you got it all wrong
You're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and you just can't see / why you should keep on / happening to me
You're a nightmare / and you've got it all wrong
Yeah you're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
and I just can't see / oh why why you should keep on / happening to me
You're a mightmare / and you've got it all wrong
Oh you're a nightmare to me / Oh hoh / You're a nightmare
oh and I just can't see / why you're / why you're
you're always hanging around / you're always hanging round
You're always hanging around / You're always hanging round
You're always hanging round / You're always hanging round
you're always hanging round / You're always hanging round.

A Little Soul Lyrics By Pulp

Hey man,
how come you treat your woman so bad?
That's not the way you do it. No, no, no..
you shouldn't do it like that.
I could show you how to do it right.
I used to practice every night on my wife now she's gone. Yeah, she's gone.

You see your mother and me
we never got along that way you see.
I'd love to help you but everybody's telling me you look like me
but please don't turn out like me.
You look like me
but you're not like me I know.
I had one, two, three, four shots of happiness.
I look like a big man but I've only got a little soul.
I only got a little soul.

Yeah, I wish I could be an example.
Wish I could say I stood up for you and
fought for what was right. But I never did.
I just wore my trenchcoat and stayed out every single night.
You think I'm joking? Well, try me. Yeah, try me. Yeah come on, try me tonight.
I did what was wrong though I knew what was right.
I've got no wisdom that I want to pass on. Just don't hang 'round here, no,
I'm telling you son. You don't wanna know me.
Oh, that's just what everybody's telling me.

& everybody's telling me you look like me but please don't turn into me.
You look like me but you're not like me I hope.
I have run away from the one thing that I ever made.
Now I only wish that I could show you - wish I could show a little soul.
Wish I could show a little soul. [x3]

Disco 2ooo Lyrics By Pulp

Well we were born within one hour of each other.
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.
Your name is Deborah. Deborah. It never suited ya.
Oh they thought that when we grew up we'd get married, never split up.
We never did it although often I thought of it.
Oh Deborah do you recall.
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall.
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely
Thursday years ago.
You were the first girl at school to get breasts.
Martyn said that yours were the best.
The boys all loved you but I was a mess.
I had to watch them trying to get you undressed.
We were friends but that was as far as it went.
I used to walk you home.
Sometimes it meant nothing to you cause you were so very popular.
Ah Deborah do you recall.
Your house was very small with woodchip on the wall.
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely
Thursday years ago.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
And now you've paid your money and you've taken your choice.
I know we'll never meet again but I want you to know
Want you to know that I remember every single thing.
Ah do you recall.
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall.
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely
Thursday years ago.
Oh what are you doing Sunday baby.
Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby.
Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. What are you doing Sunday baby.
Would you like to come and meet me baby you can even bring your baby.
Ooh ooh oh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Oh.

Master Of The Universe (sanitised Version) Lyrics By Pulp

I am the master of this universe and I've got so big it hurts
Raise your eyes and graze your knees
Oh for your master is displeased, because you dared to doubt his word
His polished surface dulls and cracks
Your bitter laughter breaks his back
I am the master of this universe
I taught you everything you know
Now you must bear your master's curse
Oh for I will not let you go
Now you must walk this town 'til dawn in every public open place
Your master's look upon your face
Oh now look what you have done
You've spoilt it all for everyone
The master vegetates alone in a corner of your home
You feed him scraps when in the mood
You beat him hard and keep him nude
You cut your master down to size
Now he cries and he cries now
Lalalalala lalala...
And now he begs both night and day
He lets you take him on your knee
He keeps on losing consciousness, he dearly loves his new mistress
Now he repeats it every night
Every night on point of death
"You are the master of this universe"
Now he cries and he cries now
"You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe!"

Joyriders Lyrics By Pulp

We like driving on a Saturday night
Past the Leisure Centre, left at the lights.
We don't look for trouble but if it comes we don't run.
Looking out for trouble is what we call fun.
Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals
Wouldn't you like to come over
and watch some vandals smashing up someone's home?
We can't help it, we're so thick we can't think
Can't think of anything but shit, sleep and drink.
Oh, and we like women; "up the women" we say
And if we get lucky we might even meet some one day.
Hey you, you in the Jesus sandals...etc.
ister, we just want your car 'cos we're taking a girl to the reservoir.
Oh, all the papers say it's a tragedy but don't you want to come and see?
Mister we want your car...[etc. x 3]

Weeds Ii (the Origin Of The Species) Lyrics By Pulp

This is the true story of the weeds: the origin of the species.
A story of cultivation, exploitation, civilization.
Found flowering on wasteland unnoticed, unofficial, accidental.
A cutting was taken but weeds do not thrive under hothouse conditions & wilt when in competition with more exotic strains.
A charming naivety, very short flowering season;
no sooner has the first blooming begun than decay sets in.
Bring your camera, take photo of life on the margins.
Offer money in exchange for sex & then get a taxi home.
The story has always been the same
A source of wonder due to their ability to thrive on poor quality soil offering very little nourishment
Drinking 'Nurishment'.
But weeds must be kept under strict control or they will destroy everything in their path.
Growing wild, then harvested in their prime & passed around at dinner parties.
Care for some weed?
So natural, so wild, so unrefined & someone's gonna make a fortune one day
If only they can market this stuff right.
Come on: do your dance.
Come on, do your funny little dance.
Germination. Plantation. Exploitation. Civilization.
A sensational buzz - zzzzzz.
Crop rotation. Genetic modification. The creation of expectation. Ultimate frustration.
This is the story of the weeds: the origin of the species.

Deep Fried In Kelvin Lyrics By Pulp

Oh children of the future ... conceived in the toilets at Meadowhall ...
to be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors ...
rolling empty cans down the stairway ... (don't you love that sound?) ...
whilst the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head ...
trying to remember what he learnt at training college ...
Lester said he wasn't allowed in here ... so why don't you get lost? ...
and if you grow up ... then when you grow up, maybe ... maybe you can live ...
live on Kelvin ... yeah you can live in Kelvin ...
on the promenade with the concrete walkways ...
where pidgeons go to die ...
(a woman on the fourteenth floor noticed that the ceiling
was bulging as if under a great weight.
When the council investigated they discovered that the man in the flat
above had transported a large quantity of soil into his living-room,
in which several plants he had stolen from a local park were growing.
When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden.
When questioned, the man said all he wanted was a garden.) ...
Oh God, I think the future's been fried ... deep fried in Kelvin ...
and now it's rotting behind the remains of a stolen motorbike ...
I haven't touched it, honest ... but there isn't anything else to do ...
we don't need your sad attempts at social conscience based
on taxi-rides home at night when exhibition opens ...
we just want your car radio ... and those Reflux speakers ...
now ... suffer the little children to come to me ...
and I will tend their adventure playground splinters with cigarette burns
and feed them fizzy orange and chips ...
and then they grow up straight and tall ...
and then they grow up to live ... on Kelvin ...
yeah ... we can have ghettos too ...
only we use air-rifles instead of machine-guns ...
stitch that ... and we drunk driving lights ...
in the end ... the question you have to ask yourself is ...
are you talking to me ... or are you chewing a brick?

Lipgloss Lyrics By Pulp

No wonder you're looking thin
When all that you live on is lipgloss and cigarettes.
And scraps at the end of the day
When he's given the rest to sommetaeone with long black hair.
All those nights in, making such a mess of the bed.
Oh you never ever want to go home.
And he wants you so you may as well hang around for a while,
call your dad on the phone.
He changed his mind last Monday, so you've gotta leave by Sunday, yeah.
You've lost your lipgloss Honey
Oh yeah.
Now nothing you do can turn him on, there's something wrong.
You had it once but now it's gone.
And you feel such a fool for laughing at bad jokes
And putting up with all of his friends and kissing in public.
What are they gonna say when they run into you again?
That your stomach looks bigger and your hair is a mess
And your eyes are just holes in your face.
And it rains every day and when it doesn't,
the sun makes you feel worse anyway.
He changed his mind last Monday, now you've gotta leave by Sunday, yeah.
You've lost your lipgloss Honey, Oh yeah.
Now nothing you do can turn him on, there's something wrong.
You had it once but now it's gone.
Though you knew there was no way it was gonna last for ever
It still shook you when he told you in a letter that he didn't wanna see you.
You nearly lost your mind, Oh yeah.
You've lost your lipgloss
Honey, Oh yeah.
Now nothing you do can turn him on, there's something wrong.
You had it once but now it's gone, Oh yeah.
You've lost your lipgloss Honey, Oh yeah
Now nothing you do can turn him on, there's something wrong.
You had it once but now it's gone. Oh yeah.

Ladies' Man Lyrics By Pulp

Now let's sit down too, 'cos I'm a ladies man
I've got my work cut out, I'm doing what I can
So hold me, touch me, thrill me, don't ever let me go
Don't ask me to explain it 'cos you don't wanna know
Oh / your hair is beautiful tonight
Oh / And I know the feeling's right / Just for the surfaces I feel
I just woke up so come on and hold me
Come on and hold me, hold me, hold me / yeah yeah yeah
I know a place where we can go and wear just what we want
I don't want to be me, I get so tired of (?)
So don't ask any questions and I won't tell no lies
Stop moving like some housewife and give yourself tonight
Oh / your hair is beautiful tonight
Oh / And I know the feeling's right / Just for the surfaces I feel
I just woke up so come on and hold me
Come on and hold me, hold me, hold me
yeah yeah yeah

The Professional Lyrics By Pulp

Oh I'm back in the full effect / I can't even hold myself erect
I got nothing that I wanna say / I'm gonna say it anyway
I know you think that I've lost it, baby
I know you think that my star is fading / Used to be a contender
Now you're just a pretender / Psychic karaoke every weekend
You don't fit those clothes anymore
Why don't you take them back to the charity store
While you're there you could always hand yourself in
You're into green issues - start recycling
You hide behind your woman when you're out in your town
Show her up and blame her for holding you down
Holding you down, holding you down
You're the only one who's holding you down
You're only ever polite when you're out of your box
Cocker's short for... sucker / Sucker of... / Oh, oh
La na na na / Oh, oh / Sucker of... / Oh, oh / La na na na
Oh, oh / When I got up today I had that feeling again
Everything was OK, then the world started shaking
Now I'm trying to sleep it away / Oh but I can't sleep it away
Can you answer this question, can you answer it right:
Have you ever done anything good in your life?
Have you ever done anything that wasn't just for yourself?
Are you capable of giving? / Are you capable of giving just for the sake of it,
without expecting anything in return?
I'm only trying to give you what you've come to expect
Just another song 'bout single mothers and sex
Single mothers and sex, single mothers and sex
Just another song 'bout single mothers and sex
OK, you've heard it before, it's nothing special
But it's a living, can't you see / I'm a professional
Oh, oh / La na na na / Oh, oh / I'm a professional
Oh, oh / La na na na / Oh, oh / Sleep on my darling
Sleep on, don't wake as I leave / I've been rehearsing this scene so long now
Don't interrupt me as I do it for real / The bedroom floor is treacherous
A teacup could be disastrous / 'Cos it'll mean I would have to say
What was written on the letter I posted yesterday
So that it would get here / When I was gone / And you awoke
Oh, she'll meet me from the train / And she'll never know a thing
About how I talk with my mouth full / And only bath once a week
How I'm nicer the first time you meet me than the next
And I'm rapidly losing interest in sex / Yeah, I'm rapidly losing interest in sex
What's the point in making it over-emotional? / You can do it the hard way
Or you can be a professional / Oh, oh / La na na na
Oh, oh / I'm a professional / Oh, oh / La na na na
Oh, oh / Sleep on my darling / Sleep on my love / Sleep on my darling
Sleep on my love / Sleep on my darling / Sleep on my love
Sleep on my darling / Sleep on my love

Master Of The Universe Lyrics By Pulp

I am the master of this universe / and I've got so big it hurts
Raise your eyes and graze your knees / oh for your master is displeased
because you dared to doubt his word / his polished surface dulls and cracks
Your bitter laughter breaks his back / I am the master of this universe
I taught you everything you know / now you must bear your master's curse
oh for I will not let you go / Now you must walk this town 'til dawn
in every public open place / your master's look upon your face
Oh now look what you have done / you've spoilt it all for everyone
The master masturbates alone / in a corner of your home
You feed him scraps when in the mood
You beat him hard and keep him nude
You cut your master down to size
Now he cries and he cries now
Lalalalala lalala...
And now he begs both night and day
He lets you take him on your knee
He keeps on losing consciousness
he dearly loves his new mistress
Now he repeats it every night
Every night on point of death
"You are the master of this universe"
Now he cries and he cries now
"You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe
You are the master of the universe!"

Street Lites Lyrics By Pulp

Doorways / corners / and the street lights dance in your eyes
Behind the cinema / in the rain / in the subway
where the walls crumble and cover you in fine dust
'cos we haven't got a home to go to / touch me
on the back seat, on the top deck / talk dirty / on the back row
can you feel me / against you? / oh no / we shouldn't / we shouldn't
we shouldn't / I want to / ...mmmm... / What you gonna do
if you go home and he's not there?
it wouldn't be the same if we didn't know it was wrong / oh touch me
and then go wherever he takes you / oh yeah leave me
and I'll walk it off in the rain somehow
Someone wants to watch by the side of Alena Stores
in the doorway, in the rain / Did he see us? / Do you care?
Pull the night-time tight around us / and we can keep each other warm
while the cars drive by / en-route to dried-up dinners
and strip-lit kitchens and the smell of gas and potato peelings
What you gonna do if you go home and he's not there?
it wouldn't be the same if you didn't know it was wrong / oh touch me
and then go wherever he takes you / oh yeah leave me
and I'll walk it off in the rain somehow yeah
We've got to go on meeting like this
I don't want to live with you or anywhere near you
I want to catch you unawares / undressing in front of a window maybe
impressed with those things I drive by / Did you see me?
Could you tell that I was watching? / Did it make it feel better?
Yeah, it was good for me too / Did you think about me?
Oh did you close your eyes? / Think that maybe
it was my hand that was touching you / my breath against your face?
and when you opened your eyes
did the world tip off its axis for a few seconds?
And you thought you'd caught a tiny glimpse of someone?
Something here with it's shoulders moving towards you?
Yeah I did too / and it felt good / and it felt good / and it felt good
In a strange kind of way
in a way that things that aren't supposed to feel good / sometimes do
oh take it away / yeah
What you gonna do if you go home and he's not there?
it wouldn't be the same if you didn't know it was wrong / oh touch me
and then go wherever he takes you / oh yeah leave me
and I'll walk it off in the rain somehow
What you gonna do if you go home and he's not there?
it wouldn't be the same if you didn't know it was wrong / oh touch me
and then go wherever he takes you / oh yeah leave me
and I'll walk it off in the rain somehow.

She's A Lady Lyrics By Pulp

Are you trying to put me on? I turned around and it was gone.
Did I leave it in your car? On a table in a bar?
Or in your bed between the sheets? The places where we used to meet.
Wherever love has gone I need to know.
'Cos she's a woman,
Oh yeah, she's a woman.
Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma Ma she's a lady.
And I just love the way she moves, the way she moves, Watch her.
When you left I didn't know how I was going to forget you.
I was hanging by a thread and then I met her.
Selling pictures of herself to German business men.
Well, that's all she wants to do.
Come on, come on. I don't want to try too hard.
I don't want to wait too long.
I don't want to live alone with all this crap that pulls me down.
Oh, tell me now, how would it feel if I could touch you once again.
Where have you gone, where have you gone.
The moon has gone down on the sun, Oh yeah.
I know that you're coming home.
You wouldn't leave me on my own.
Everybody can't you see, she's coming back to me.
Whilst you were gone I got along.
I didn't die, I carried on & I went drinking every night just so I could feel alright.
Stayed in bed all day to feel OK. I felt OK.
Oh I felt sick & tired, yes I did.
She lived at her father's place, played his records though they jumped.
Wore her body back to front.
I tried hard to make it work,
kissed her where she said it hurt but I was always underneath.
She's a woman...[etc.]
I don't know why you pretend that it causes you pain
When you know very well you're going to do it again.
You're going to do it again & again & again
but can you keep it going all nite long?
I know it's going to happen.
It might not be today.
It might not be tomorrow or even the day after but some time soon
You'll see, you're going to come back to me.
Whilst you were gone...etc.
Whilst you were gone I got along. I didn't die, I carried on.
Oh yeah I went with other women, what else can I say?
I guess I kind of missed you whilst you were away.
Whilst you were gone. (stop).

My Lighthouse Lyrics By Pulp

Come up to my lighthouse for I have something I wish to say
It can wait for a moment; well in fact / it can wait all day
I just wanted to bring you up here so you could have the chance to see
the beauty of this situation that / you could share with me
It may seem strange / to talk of love and then lighthouses
It's not strange / to me
Hey / All alone / you and I in our high tower
That's the way / to be
Some laugh at my lighthouse they say it's just an ivory tower
But I don't mind because I know / their envy grows by the hour
See I have a purpose up here to guide the ships upon their way
All this is mine; it could be yours too / what do you say?
It may seem strange / to talk of love and then lighthouses
It's not strange / to me / Hey / All alone / you and I in our high tower
That's the way / to be / Hehehey hey.

Bar Italia Lyrics By Pulp

Now if you can stand I would like to take you by the hand, yeah
And go for a walk past people as they go to work.
Oh, let's get out of this place before they tell us that we've just died.
Move, move quick, you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you,you're looking so confused just what did you lose?
If you can make an order could you get me one.
Two sugars would be great 'cos I'm fading fast and it's nearly dawn.
If they knocked down this place, this place, it'd still look much better than you.
Move, move quick, you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose?
Oh, it's ok it's just your mind.
If we get through this alive I'll meet you next week, same place, same time.
Oh move, move quick you've gotta move.
Come on it's through, come on it's time.
Oh look at you, you, you're looking so confused, what did you lose?
That's what you get from clubbing it.
You can't go home and go to bed because it hasn't worn off yet
And now it's morning there's only one place we can go.
It's around the corner in Soho where other broken people go. Let's go.

The Mark Of The Devil Lyrics By Pulp

The mark of the devil is upon you
Your look is no happier than mine
Damnation is waiting in the mirror but you shouldn't mind
Their legs start a feeling in your stomach
Their eyes knock you backwards with a glance
Your pride sinks unnoticed in the river given half a chance
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
But you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
Smiles left unfollowed start to haunt you
Chances that perished long ago
The devil is waiting in the bathroom with your worthless soul
The years pull their weight down on your cheekbones
The nights out are hanging from your waist
The years float like dust held in the sunlight with an aftertaste
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
But you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
La la lala lala la la...
And your past is just a bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
And you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
And your past is justa bedroom full of implements of cruelty
And a list will bind your eyes as you grow old
And you want to join the laughter sharing simple shreds of feeling
But you fidget and your heart is growing cold
La la lala... Oh...

I Spy Lyrics By Pulp

I spy a boy, I spy a girl.
I spy the worst place in the world, in the whole world.
Oh you didn't do bad, you made it out, I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out.
Oh yeah I'll get out.
Can't you see a walks among you seeing through your pretty lives.
Do you think I do these things for real?
I do these things just so I survive. And you know I will survive.
It may look to the untrained eye
I'm sitting on my arse all day
And I'm biding my time until I take you all on my Lords and Ladies
I will prevail, I cannot fail.
Cause I spy.
Oh I've got your numbers taken notes and all the ways your minds work out.
I've studied and your mind's just the same as mine except that you're just clever swines
You never let masks slip, you never admit to it, you're never hurried.
Oh no no no.
And every night I hold my plan how I'll get my satisfaction
How I will blow your paradise away away away ooh.
Cause I spy.
It's just like in the old days - I used to compose my own critical notices in my head.
The crowd gasps at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle
Skilfully avoiding the dog turd next to the corner shop.
Imagining a blue plaque above the place I first ever felt a girl's breasts,
the whole 'nana.
You've got to wait for the best.
You see you should take me seriously. Very seriously indeed.
Cause I've been sleeping with your wife for the past sixteen weeks
Smoking your cigarettes, drinking your brandy,
messing up the bed you chose together.
And in all that time I just wanted you to come home unexpectedly one afternoon
And catch us at it in the front room.
You see I spy for a living and I specialise in revenge
On taking the things I know will cause you pain.
I can't help it, I was dragged up.
My favourite park's a car park, grass is something you smoke,
birds is something you shag.
Take your year in Provence and shove it right up your arse.
Your Ladbroke Grove looks turn me on, yeah.
With your frightened eyes and roach burns under your eyes and addresses
And thousands of tiny dryna-slides running a path,
running a path to the corner of your eyes.
And every night I hatch my plan, it's not a case of woman v man.
It's more a case of haves against haven'ts and I just
happen to have got what you need, just exactly what you need yeah.
La la la la la la la la la la, in the midnight hour.
La la la la la la la la la la, I will come to you, I will come to you
I will take you from this sickness, dinner parties and champagne
I'll hold your body and make it sing again. come on - sing again, let's sing again.
Oh yeah, cause I spy, yes, I spy, ssss.
I spy a boy and I spy a girl.
I spy the chance to change the world, to change your world.

Pencil Skirt Lyrics By Pulp

When you raise your pencil skirt like a veil before my eyes
Like the look upon his face as he's zipping up his flies.
Oh I know that you're engaged to him.
Oh but I know that you want something to play with baby.
I'll be around when he's not in town, I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop.
Oh it's turning me on.
You can tell me some lies about the good times that you've had
But I've kissed your mother once and now I'm working on your Dad.
Oh baby, I'll be around when he's not in town
I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop.
Oh it's turning me on.
If you look under the bed then I can see my house from here
So just lie against the wall and watch my conscience disappear.
Now baby I'll be around when he's not in town
I'll show you how you're doing it wrong
I really love it when you tell me to stop.
Oh it's turning me on.
I only come here cause I know it makes you sad yeah.
I only do it cause I know you know it's bad.
Oh yes I know that it's ugly and it shouldn't be like that.
Oh but oh it's turning me on.

Fairground Lyrics By Pulp

As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame, inside the damp grass and tilted tent?
As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame, inside the damp grass and tilted tent?
Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head / will be spinning,
I said your head / is your feet.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
at the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us, his cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
I sought shelter from the storm in a small inn by the coast.
In the children's room three identical sisters sat,
except for the one who was hideously deformed;
her grotesque features seemed to parody her sisters' beauty,
ridiculing and mocking everything I held dear.
Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head / will be spinning, / I said your head / is your feet.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
at the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us, his cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The fish-eyed foetus floated blankly in the yellowed waters, still as wax.
The man came between us, my sister and I,
ridiculing and parodying everything we held dear,
making a mockery of our former emotions. Dragging it all down to his level.
Won't you come with me to the fairground? / Your head / will be spinning.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
at the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us, his cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
And then we went for rides.
[Jarvis:] Roll up, roll up, nice rides...
Come on, spin those cars boys and make the girls scream!
The louder you scream the faster we go!
Come on, roll up, go on, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
for the ride of a lifetime. There's plenty of seats, come on, don't be shy!
Roll up, come on, come on!
[shreiking and wailing laughter]
And then we went for rides.

Life Must Be So Wonderful Lyrics By Pulp

Life must be so wonderful, living here on your own,
please call / around to see.
And maybe I've been loving you for too long, / and now blind,
I watch you bleed.
You rot in your bedroom, you cry on the phone.
Well I'm sorry / but he's not at home.
You give me your secrets, you give me your heart
and I smile whilst you fall apart.
Oh no, / please not now, / can't you see there's no time?
No, I haven't the time. / Can't you see there's no time?
Oh-oh, / oh-oh-oh-oh, / oh-oh, / oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh...
Now all our dreams melt / in the sun, / and visions / dwindle
one by one by one. / Perhaps you should move somewhere / far away,
to another town / where maybe they / could see things in your way.
It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be hard.
I smile whilst you fall apart.
You're sorry, you're sorry, is all that you say.
Well, / I'd stop it, but I can't find a way.
Your life must be so wonderful, / your visions die and fall.
And in the end, / nothing ends, / just grows fainter
and farther / away.

P.t.a. Lyrics By Pulp

I know I'm getting on / and you're so very young / but would you like to stay
until next Saturday / or Sunday?
I'll give you your own room / it's next door to my room
and some time in the night / well, maybe I just might
Oh take your clothes off won't you please?
You don't have to talk to me / just leave the light on so I can see
You've got everything I need / Oh yeah
You know I can't forget / that special night we met / at the local P.T.A.
when your mother came to say / that you'd been taking days off school
I turned and looked at you, I said
"Yes, I understand / I'm gonna take this girl in hand."
Oh take your clothes off, one two three
No you don't have to talk to me / just leave the light on so I can see
You've got everything you need / Oh yeah
'Cause I've never had a woman before
I was too scared to touch the girls in the Poly
And I don't know what it's like to be young
'Cause all my life I've been knocking on forty
Oh yeah / Oh yeah / Oh yeah / Oh yeah
[Jarvis:] So if I / put my hand / on your bosom...
[Candida:] Yeah?
[Jarvis:] ...would that / give you an orgasm?
No that's not right / But, but if we / if we kissed with tongues
[Candida: giggles]
[Jarvis:] won't that / wouldn't that make / wouldn't that make you come?
Oh take your clothes off won't you please? / No you don't have to talk to me
just leave the light on so I can see / You've got everything I need
Oh oh oh / Just one touch was all it took
No you can't learn it from a book / Let's go upstairs and have a / look
Oh you've got everything I need / Oh yeah / Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah / Oh yeah / Hit me.

I'm A Man Lyrics By Pulp

Laid here with the advertising sliding past my eyes like cartoons from other peoples lives,
I start to wonder what it takes to be a man.
Well I learned to drink & I learned to smoke & I learned to tell a dirty joke.
If that's all there is then there's no point for me.

*So please can I ask just why we're alive?
'Cos all that you do seems such a waste of time
& if you hang around too long you'll be a man.
Tell me 'bout it. Your car can get up to a hundred and ten -
you've nowhere to go but you'll go there again
& nothing ever makes no difference to a man.

So you stumble into town & hold your
stomach in.
Show them what you've got tho' they 've seen everything.
Yeah you're a beauty but they've seen your type before.
You've got no need but still you want,
so go and book that restaurant.
The wine will flow & then you'll just
fly away.

[*Repeat (x2)]
To a man
To a man
That's what I am.

Laughing Boy Lyrics By Pulp

If you stay out all nite that's alright by me
but if you must kiss those guys you could at least clean your teeth
I don't mean to put you down / but you've taken everything that I own
Don't tell me you want some more 'cos I'm closed
Who is this laughing boy who ladders your tights?
Please tell him to cut the noise / 'cos it's spoiling my nites
I just want to get some rest / and he's talking to his Ma on the phone
Well, if he's so homesick he can go home / I don't need this anymore
and it's written in the stars I must go / And will I come back for more?
I don't know / I don't know.

Someone Like The Moon Lyrics By Pulp

She likes to watch the moon as it travels through the sky
'cos she's heard that it's romantic, though she really can't see why.
Someone should have helped her through the day.
Someone like the moon.
So she drinks a cup of coffee & telephones a friend
And she asks if she can make it so this night will never end.
Someone should have helped her through the day...etc.
But the light comes and the day bleeds through the sky & the sun
The sun makes it hard to get through & the radio only plays love songs so she cries
Though she knows it's such a bad thing to do.
In the evening it gets better
And she thinks how it's not right that someone so stupid can so easily screw up your life.
Someone should have helped her through the day...etc.
But the light came and the day bled through the sky & the sun
The sun made it hard to get through & the radio only played love songs so she cried
Though she knew it's such a bad thing to do.
Can't you see? Can't you see?
Someone should have helped her through the day.
Someone like the moon.

Separations Lyrics By Pulp

As the sun shines down on the land so her heart is crying for love
And there is no-one there, no-one to hear her voice
and she will sleep alone again tonight
Now the moon is high in the sky
In her room she calls out his name
But he is somewhere else somewhere she cannot see
Oh and the night is dark between them now
"My god, my God, why did he go away?"
Now the sun shines on a new town
With a smile he gets off the train
He lights a cigarette leans back to see the sky
Oh and he thinks how much better off he is without her hanging round
Let's do it
And the day is passing by him and he has nowhere to stay
At a lonely bar-room table his mind goes back
to yesterday to the girl who's dead and buried
But her face lives in his eyes
He must forget that face forever
Make the future start tonight
Forget her
But the meal he eats is dead flesh
There is cancer in his cigarettes and the drinks won't do a thing for him
But revive some stupid memories
Then a hairstyle that reminds him makes him run into the night
Where the moon hangs high above him now
The same moon that she's praying on tonight
But the wind catches her words and the moon swallows them whole
Now the moon is high in the sky
In her room she calls out his name
The night is cold and dark and she is all alone
The bed is empty now
Her body screams for love
She wants to be with him
Oh but he's so far away
Oh and the night is dark between them now
"My God, my God, why did he go away?"

59 Lyndhurst Grove Lyrics By Pulp

There's a picture by his first wife on the wall
Stripped floor-boards in the kitchen and the hall
A stain from last week's party on the stairs
No one knows who made it or how it ever got there
They were dancing with children round their legs
Talking business, books and records, art and sex
All things being considered you'd call it a success
You wore your black dress oh-oh oh-oh...
He's an architect and such a lovely guy
and he'll stay with you until the day you die
And he'll give you everything you could desire
Oh well almost everything everything that he can buy
So you sometimes go out in the afternoon
Spend an hour with your lover in his bedroom hear old women
rolling trolleys down the road
Back to Lyndhurst Grove Lyndhurst Grove Oh.

The Fear Lyrics By Pulp

This is our Music from A Bachelors Den
- the sound of loneliness turned up to ten.
A horror soundtrack from a stagnant water-bed & it sounds just like this.
This is the sound of someone losing the plot -
making out that they're okay when they're not.
You're gonna like it, but not a lot & the chorus goes like this:

Oh Baby, here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
A monkey's built a house on your back.
You can't get anyone to come in the sack
& here comes another panic attack.
Oh here we go again.

So now you know the words to our song,
pretty soon you'll all be singing along.
When you're sad, when you're lonely & it all turns out wrong.
When you've got the fear.
& when you're no longer searching for beauty or love -
just some kind of life with the edges taken off.
When you can't even define what it
is that you are frightened of
this song will be here.

Oh Baby, here comes the fear again.
The end is near again.
If you ever get that chimp off your back.
If you ever find the thing that you lack
but you know you're only having a laugh
& here we go again.
Until the end
Until the end

She's Dead Lyrics By Pulp

She's dying, everybody came to see
She's falling and I know I'll never see her face again
And I don't really know just why she's leaving
All she ever said was she just had to go
And I watch her as she walks away from me
Yeah, I can see her then I know that in a moment she'll be gone
Yeah, she'll be gone and and then I'll say
"You've got to understand. She's not really breathing no not at all
Those years of endless rain, they just washed her away."
Oh and I know she's leaving
Yeah she's going for good
Oh and I'd love to go with you but I never would face it
You've blown it this time round
Now I understand just why she's leaving
Oh if she'd have hung around with me
Well you know she'd never go, no nonono
Oh and I know she's leaving
Yeah, she's going for good and I'd love to go with you but I never would
Oh and I know she's leaving
Yeah, she's going for good and I'd love to go with you oh but I never would
No I never would
No I never would
No I never would
Oh no Dadadada dadada...
She's never coming back
Face it
She's gone
Oh Lalalala lalala...
No I never would
No I never would.

Manon Lyrics By Pulp

Manon Manon keeps a corpse in his home
Manon Manon picks the flesh from her bones
Manon Manon Manon
Manon hard and white as a stone
Manon Manon sits alone, all alone
Manon Mano Manon
Oh, Manon Manon Manon leave her body alone
Manon Manon put a match to your home
Manon Manon Manon
Oh, Manon
Dans les jardins on peut voir Manon un enfant de quarante-cinq ans
Ca femme est morte, oui, c'est vrai, mais il cueillit la peau de ces os
Derriere les arbres, il voit une jeune fille en jouant avec son frere
Il les approche
Je vous renonce Manon
Vous etes un vrai chien
Laissez son corps en paix Manon Manon.

Seductive Barry Lyrics By Pulp

Here in the night love takes control. Making me high making me whole.
*I don't know. Oh no, no, no.
No I don't know. No, no, no.
No I don't know.

When I close my eyes I can see you
lowering yourself to my level.
I don't know where you got those clothes,
you can take them off if it makes you feel better.

Don't stop it now. Now is so right.
Now as the day slips away
& we slide into night.
[*Repeat]

I open my eyes & you're there,
even better in the flesh it would seem.
I'm so ready and willing & able it's untrue,
to act out this love scene & make my dreams come true.
& how many others have touched themselves
whilst looking at pictures of you?
How many others could handle it if all their dreams came true?
I don't expect you to answer straight
away,
maybe you're just having an off day but
I need to believe in you.
Yes I do. Yes I do. Oh

I want you here in my heart. Here in my head.
Live all your dreams for tonight here in your bed.
[*Repeat]

So roll the soundtrack and dim the lights 'cos I'm not going home tonight.
This love scene has begun. There's nothing left for us to do but get it on.
Lets make this the greatest love scene
from a play no-one's thought up yet.
I know you're feeling the same as me but what you gonna do about it?
Now here's an exclusive:
I've wanted you for years. I only needed the balls to admit it.
When the unbelievable object meets the unstoppable force
there's nothing you can do about it. No.
I will light your cigarette with a star that has fallen from the sky.
Breathe in, breathe out,
I love the way you move. Don't let anyone tell you any different tonight.
You are beauty, you are class,
you showed it all but you still kept a little piece back just for me.
A little piece back just for me.
Just for me.
Oh I don't know how you do it but
I love the way you do it, when you're doing it to me.

& if this is a dream then I'm going to
sleep for the rest of my life.
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life