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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. Suburbia Natalie Madigan nothing Barefoot in the grass Cold as the Titanic Bees kiss the flowers Isn’t it organic how it Grows Speeding through the neighborhood In rainbow skies Damn, you know it feels so good Life in suburbia Suburbia Pet Shop Boys You can't hide, run with the dogs tonight In Suburbia Break a window by the town hall Listen, the siren screams There in the distance, like a roll call Of all the suburban dreams Let's take a Suburbia Short Stack So baby let me run away, I'll make my own destiny Cause this town will murder us, Forget your husband, and suburbia When I was younger you said to me, Love songs are for lovers, And not for you So go Suburbia Steve Poltz Mommy, daddy, they can't help me anymore Cousins, uncles, well they shove me out the door Nobody can stop a man if he's got blinders on Don't take away the spotlight on this special hour of fun Cold Nites How To Dress Well Cold nites and harder days Bed to lie down lay away Have a heart facing foreign places Tired of seeing love tired of waiting But I keep on doing it Ain't gonna stop until we're through with this But I 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 suburbia Two Another All my friends Hiding behind their white picket fence On weekends Their parents drink away their common sense Suburbia you chewed me up and spat me out Kicked me to the curb Won't fall in that trap I'm Crazy Nites Danger Danger Got my 350 Chevy with four on the floor Love to hear the sound Of the engine's roar What a feelin' What a feelin' Cruisin' down the boulevard Searchin' for the queen of hearts Lookin' for some action Whoa 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 Bad Cover Version Pulp 'Cos every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been And every time he kisses you it leaves behind the bitter taste of saccharine. A bad cover version of love is not the real thing. Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species) 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. My Sex Pulp My sex leaves nothing to the imagination My sex is shady recreation My sex is out of its mind, one of a kind and ill-defined My sex is neither here nor there It's neither him nor her It's an out-of-body Partial Eclipse Pulp I was waiting for a knock on the wall Waited all night, did not hear anything at all Thinking of my lips on your lips Working on a partial eclipse Welcome to the home of the hits Sorry to insist on this Background Noise Pulp I walked out of the house, it began to rain I got on a train, started thinking about being single again I got off at the next station, went to Westfield Trying to buy myself some time And now I’m back Have You Seen Her Lately? Pulp I saw a friend of yours today, she called me over just to say, "I dunno if you've seen her lately but God she's looking rough". Mis-Shapes Pulp 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. His 'N' Hers Pulp units down Delivered me from his 'n' hers / and when I saw his face oh it made me feel better So we laid in bed afterwards and / she asked me what made me frightened / and I said "I'm frightened of David's Last Summer Pulp When we reached the stream I put a bottle of cider into the water to chill, both of us knowing that we'd drink it long before it had a chance. Bob Lind (The Only Way Is Down) Pulp You're out of luck, you're out of time, get out of here. Your lover just traded you in for the very same model but a much more recent year. Last Day Of The Miners Strike Pulp Seems the last day of the miners' strike, was the Magna Carta in this part of town" Well my body sank below the ground it became as black as night, overhead the sounds of horses hooves, people fighting 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. Cocaine Socialism Pulp I thought that you were joking, when you said "I want to see you, to discuss your contribution, to the future of our nations heart and soul", "Six o'clock my place Whitehall", but I arrived just after The Hymn of the North Pulp Factories lie empty Manufacturing emptiness Life still needs to be filled nonetheless So go and find something to love And promise me this one thing Oh please stay in sight of the mainland Yes please stay Weeds Pulp 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. Mile End (From 'Trainspotting' Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) Pulp The living room was full of flies, The kitchen sink was blocked, The bathroom sink not there at all. Ooh, it's a mess alright, Yes it's Mile End. And now we're living in the sky! I Love Life Pulp Take my arms & fill them full of life. Don't think twice. Does it ease the pain of being alive? Or is it why - why you keep nodding out on me? Breathe in, breathe in, breathe out. Tina (Explicit Ver.) Pulp Tina Saw her this morning on the train She's playing games Sometimes she changes the colour of her hair Or her skin Does she still wear the T-shirt With the horizontal stripes? F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E Pulp 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 dressing table. Deep Fried In Kelvin 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 ...