Sheffield: Sex City Pulp

The city is a woman Bigger than any other Oh, sophisticated lady Yeah, I wanna be your lover (not your brother, not your mother, yeah) The sun rose from behind the gasometers at six-thirty a.m.

The Day After The Revolution Pulp

Just by the skin of our teeth Perfection is over (The Rave is over) Sheffield is over. The Fear is over. Guilt is over (Please leave the building quietly) Bergerac is over.

The Day After The Revolution (Cd Version / Long Outro) Pulp

Perfection is over (The Rave is over) Sheffield is over. The Fear is over. Guilt is over (Please leave the building quietly) Bergerac is over.

The Professional Pulp

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

59 Lyndhurst Grove Pulp

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

TV Movie Pulp

Too long with no story & no sex. Is it a kind of weakness to miss someone so much? To wish the day would go away? Like you did yesterday. Just like you did yesterday.

Pulp Fiction Motion City Soundtrack

Smoke and mirrors and everything nice I wasn’t married to the weekend, I was banging’ on the back end Kamikaze and Miami Vice She shook a few of my favorite things Like cloak and daggers, I see ver...

Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species) Pulp

Offer money in exchange for sex & then get a taxi home.

The Night That Minnie Timperley Died Pulp

How can a girl have sex with these pathetic teenage wrecks? Football scarves, the girls drink halves & her brother's crying 'cos he has lost his decks.

Tomorrow Never Lies Pulp

Tomorrow never lies so live for today Don't be afraid of the skeletons of yesterday Each morning brings you closer to your goal so grab your chance don't let it go The city streets are littered with

Space Pulp

We're rising up ... above the city ... over forests ... over fields ... Rivers and lakes ... into the clouds ... and up above us ... The whole universe is shining a welcome ...

Wickerman Pulp

Underneath the city thru' dirty brickwork conduits Connecting white witches on the Moor with pre-raphaelites down in Broomhall. Beneath the old Trebor factory that burnt down in the early seventies.

Pulp Manmade God

The system's lost in me I just call it futile They can't cry to me 'cause they're slippin off the edge of the world as I wave them all goodbye Ice caps and vanity melt into a chewy pulp

Pulp Frankenbok

The Friendship that love destroyed was not the intention or ploy. the aftermath the pulp you are, beneath proud enigma you scar, you can't afford another error, twice now already agendered, you can't be

Pulp Culture Thomas Dolby

culture take it away True pulp culture help to redefine it Old pulp culture day upon day Young pulp culture serve to undermine it Sham pulp culture buried in time True pulp culture there to be plundered

I Spy 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 s...

Help the aged 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...

Sylvia Pulp

Sylvia You look just like Sylvia, well you look like her to me The way she wore her hair then, oh, the way she used to be I've not seen her for a long time, though I've heard she's still around H...

Do You Remember The First Time? Pulp

Do You Remember The First Time? You say you've got to go home cos he's sitting on his own again this evening. I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again. Oh God, it's half past eight, ...

Monday Morning Pulp

There's nothing to do so you just stay in bed, oh poor thing, why live in the world when you can live in your head? Mmm when you can go out late from Monday, till Saturday turns into Sunday, and n...

Bar Italia 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...

Dishes Pulp

Dishes I am not Jesus though I have the same initials - I am the man who stays home and does the dishes. And how was your day? Is that woman still trying to do your head in? A man told me to bewa...

F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E Pulp

The room is cold, and has been like this for several months. If I close my eyes, I can visualise everything in it, right down, right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressi...

This is hardcore Pulp

You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get up if you know what I mean. I want it bad. I want it no...

Do you remember the first time Pulp

You say you've got to go home `cos he's sitting on his own again this evening And I know you're going to let him bore your pants off again Oh now, it's half past eight you'll be late You say you'v...

Disco 2000 Pulp

From the album "Different Class" 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 thoug...

Mis shapes Pulp

Mis-shapes Mistakes Misfits Raised on a diet of broken biscuits oh We don't look the same as you and we don't do the things you do but we live round here too Oh reallyMis-shapes Mistakes Misfits W...

Countdown Pulp

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 ou...

Do You Remember the First Time? Pulp

You say you've got to go home cos he's sitting on his own again this evening. I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again. Oh God, it's half past eight, you'll be late. But you say you've...

Common People Pulp

She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College That's where I caught her eye She told me that her Dad was loaded I said "In that case I'll have...

The Trees pulp

The Trees Cocker / Banks / Doyle / Mackey / Webber I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves & no-one saw us ...

LipGloss Pulp

No wonder you're looking thin when all that you live on is lipgloss and cigarettes And scrapsat the end of the day when he's given the rest to someone with long black hair All those nights in, mak...

like a friend Pulp

Like A Friend Don't bother saying you're sorry. Why don't you come in? Smoke all my cigarettes - againe. Every time I get no further. How long has it been? Come on in now, Wipe your feet on my dr...

Common people Pulp

She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge she studied sculpture at St Martin's college that's where I caught her eye She told me that her Dad was loaded I said "In that case I'll ha...

Joyriders 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, yo...

Mis-Shapes Pulp

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits. Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh we don't look the same as you, we don't do the things you do, but we live around here too, Oh really. Mis-shapes, mistakes, m...

Something Changed Pulp

I wrote the song two hours before we met. I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet. Oh I could have stayed at home and gone to bed. I could have gone to see a film instead. You might hav...

Pencil Skirt 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 t...

Underwear Pulp

Why don't you shut the door, and close the curtains, cos you're not going anywhere. He's coming up the stairs, and in a moment he'll want to see your underwear. You couldn't stop it now. There's n...

Something changed Pulp

I wrote this song two hours before we met I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet Oh I could have stayed at home and gone to bed I could have gone to see a film instead You might have ...

Have You Seen Her Lately? Pulp

First you let him in your bed. Now he's moved inside your head. And he directs all the dreams you are dreaming. I saw a friend of yours today, she called me over just to say, "I dunno if you've see...

Babies 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 a...

Babies 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 outsi...

Live Bed Show Pulp

She doesn't have to go to work, but she doesn't want to stay in bed, cos it's changed from something comfortable, to something else instead. This bed has seen it all, from the first time to the las...

Happy Endings Pulp

Well, imagine it's a film and you're the star and pretty soon we're coming to the part where you realise that you should give your heart, oh, give your heart to me. And now the orchestra begins to ...

Pink Glove Pulp

You'd better watch what you're wearing, if you want him to come round and see you tonight. He doesn't care what it looks like, just as long as it's pink and it's tight. Oooh, so what should you do...

Styloroc Nites Of Suburbia Pulp

Styloroc (Nites Of Suburbia) After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic land. A land of happy hours, where the sky is always grey and the food exceptionally greasy. We drank...

Lipgloss 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 someone with long black hair. All those nights up ...

A Little Soul Pulp

A Little Soul 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 ni...

Razzmatazz Pulp

The trouble with your brother he's always sleeping with your mother and i know that your sister missed her time again this month Am I talking too fast? Are you just playing dumb? If you want I can...