Тексты песен 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 ni

I fell asleep on your sofa and had a dream about a small child in dungarees who caught his hands in the doors of the Paris metro. Then my face cracked open and you were there, you were there

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 listen

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 t

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�

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

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 dre

Come & play the tunes of glory - raise your voice in celebration of the days that we have wasted in the cafe in the station. & learn the meaning of existence in fortnightly instalments. C

Well, imagine it's a film & you're the star & pretty soon we're coming to the part where you realise that you should give your heart, Oh give your heart to me. Now the

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 dunn

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.

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�

aid 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 lear

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

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 th

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. A

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

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-shap

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

br> 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 kno

She / she used to live with his brother Now she's an unmarried mother / with another / on the way He's seond rate / twisted out of shape and he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough They

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 yo

re 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 lov

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. Yo

h is this the way they say the future's meant to feel? Or just 20,000 people standing in a field. And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is. But that's okay '

You said you wanted some space ... Well is this enough for you? ... This is what you've waited for ... No dust collecting in the corners ... No cups of tea that got cold before you drank them ... Toni

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 stil

Susan's babysitter / is seventeen years old / oh she looks like Susan when she still lived at home / She's a lovely girl She's got long black hair / if you go home now / she might still be there Susan

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 t

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 i

Without you my life has become a hangover without end. A movie made for TV: bad dialogue, bad acting, no interest. Too long with no story & no sex. Is it a kind of weakness to miss someone s

Watching Nicky turn from a girl into a wife is like watching all the life drain out of Nicky. Seventeen last June, thirty-four this May. What else can I say about you, Nicky? Oh no she's not painting