His 'N' Hers Pulp

His `n` HersI've got the time / and you've got the space / I'm gonna wipe you down and lick the smile off your face, the smile off your face Though we know that it's wrong / towel sets / matching combs

Have You Seen Her Lately? Pulp

Do you think you'll break his heart? If you leave him on his own. You are dreaming. Cos he can fasten all his clothes, tie his laces, blow his nose.

The Night That Minnie Timperley Died Pulp

Football scarves, the girls drink halves & her brother's crying 'cos he has lost his decks. Outside the air was cool, an older guy sitting in his car asked if Minnie needed a ride.

59 Lyndhurst Grove 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

Weeds Pulp

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.

LipGloss Pulp

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 wantsyou so you may as well hang around for a while call your Dad on the phone He changed his

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

Lipgloss Pulp

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.

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.

Laughing Boy Pulp

Please tell him to cut the noise Cause it's spoiling my nights 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

Deep Fried In Kelvin Pulp

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?

Seconds Pulp

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

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

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.

Inside Susan Pulp

She looks at the man in front's head and thinks how his fat wrinkled neck is like a large carrot sticking out from the collar of his shirt.

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.

Sylvia Pulp

Who's this man you're talking to, can't you see what he wants to do He thinks if he stands near enough then he will look as good as you Oh, he don't care about your problems, he just wants to show his

Babies Pulp

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.

Party hard Pulp

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?

Stacks Pulp

touch And there's stacks to be, so many ways for you to spend your time Such a lot that I know/ that you've got ah-ah I heard you let him touch too much on the back seat of the bus Did you stay over at his

Pulp Fiction Fanmail

Doubtful, you are the people Where your anger run your sleep Fate of those who's feet are slipping Or to those, who's eyes or to those Who's eyes have seen To him the strength belongs, the weak attempt his

Acrylic Afternoons Pulp

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.

His & Hers Internet money, Gunna, Don Toliver, Lil Uzi Vert

Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh) Baby, hit that backend Birk' Then pour a four of purp' We got his and hers Toolie in that Birkin Close the window curtains (Curtains) Right up in your

Babies Pulp

yeah yeah When I saw you the next day I really couldn't tell you `cos you might go and tell your mother And so you went with Neve oh yeah and Neve was coming on and I thought I heard you laughing when his

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've never

She's A Lady Pulp

She lived at her father's place, played his records though they jumped. Wore her body back to front.

PULP FICTION Kenny Mason

of the night I can see Silver light in the streets You the finest tonight I done seen A sight I'm exited to see Ride with me I won't fuck with nobody but you Don't fuck with nobody but me We can make pulp

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...

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...

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...

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 ...

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...

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 ...

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...