Someone Like the Moon 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.

Mile End (From 'Trainspotting' Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) Pulp

We didn't have no where to live, We didn't have no where to go 'til someone said "I know this place off Burditt Road." It was on the fifteenth floor, It had a board across the door.

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.

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 changed

Bad Cover Version Pulp

The word's on the street: you've found someone new. If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you.

Wickerman Pulp

And then, after what seemed like hours of thinking about it I finally took your face in my hands & I kissed you for the first time And a feeling like electricity flowed thru' my whole body.

TV Movie Pulp

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.

The Fear Pulp

This is our music from the bachelors den; the sound of lonliness turned up to ten; a horror soundtrack, from a stagnant waterbed and it feels just like this This is the sound of someone losing the

Pulp Manmade God

The killers lost the beat I just call them futile They can't cry to me 'cause I'm sittin' on the top of the world as I wave them all goodbye The system's lost in me I just call it futile

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

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.

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

Street Lites 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 /

Bob Lind (The Only Way Is Down) Pulp

Your lover just traded you in for the very same model but a much more recent year. It will not stop, it will get worse from day to day 'til you admit that you're a fuck-up; like the rest of us.

Inside Susan Pulp

Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m. She sits on the back seat.

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?

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.

The Babysitter Pulp

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's

Do You Remember the First Time? Pulp

Still you bought a toy that can reach the places he never goes. and now it's getting late. He's so straight. Do you remember the first time? I can't remember a worse time.

Seconds Pulp

that you can get Oh yes / oh somebody told me / 'cos seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days / but still it feels like morning The first time leaves its trace / and then slides into second

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, making

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.

Common People (Full Length Version) Pulp

of view and dance and drink and screw because there's nothing else to do sing along with the common people sing along and it might just get you through laugh along with the common people laugh along even

Common people Pulp

with common people like you.

Lipgloss Pulp

And scraps at the end of the day when he's given the rest, to someone with long black hair. All those nights up making such a mess of the bed. Oh you never ever want to go home.

Common People Pulp

wall if you called your dad he could stop it all yeah You'll never live like common people You'll never do whatever common people do You'll never fail like common people You'll never watch your

Whiskey In The Jar Pulp

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains I met Captain Farrell and his money he Was countin' I first produced my pistol and then produced my wager I said stand and Deliver or the devil he may

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.

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.

Weeds 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.

Sheffield: Sex City Pulp

All the bedroom windows opened onto this court, and sometimes in the middle of the night, in that building it sounded like a mass orgy.

She's A Lady Pulp

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.

Pulp Fiction Motion City Soundtrack

from the barons for the bandoleers Karaoke, a feminine flaw, I had a feeling this was not the end It’s like a bad dream, something from the back of a magazine Black and white and cheaply put together

Do you remember the first time Pulp

let him bore your pants off again Oh now, it's half past eight you'll be late You say you've never been sure though it makes good sense for you to stay together Still you bought a toy that can reach the

A Little Soul Pulp

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.

A Little Soul (Original Mix / Album Version) Pulp

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.

Common People (Full Length Ver. / Album Ver.) Pulp

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 a rum and coke cola She said fine and in thirty seconds time she said, I want to live like

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?

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.

The Trees pulp

Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves & no-one saw us but the trees. Yeah, the trees, those useless trees produce the air that I am breathing.

Space Pulp

No dust collecting in the corners ... No cups of tea that got cold before you drank them ... Tonight ... travelling at the speed of thought ... We're going to escape into the stars ...

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.

The Trees (Album Version) Pulp

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 but the trees.

Sunrise (Original Mix) Pulp

I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything I'd done. Made me feel that all that I had done was overfill the ashtray of my life.

Sunrise Pulp

I used to hate the sun because it shone on everything I'd done. Made me feel that all that I had done was overfill the ashtray of my life.

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 out

The Day After The Revolution Pulp

The Day After The Revolution Cocker / Webber / Mackey / Doyle / Banks The dust has settled, replaced the bulbs in all the lights. I guess I'll get no sleep tonight. A revolution happened.

P.T.A. (Parent Teacher Association) Pulp

I know I'm getting on / and you're so very young / but would you like to stay until next Saturday / or Sunday?

Styloroc (Nites Of Suburbia) 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.

Disco 2000 Pulp

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.