Pulp lyrics
Pulp lyrics
"Cocaine Socialism lyrics"
A Golden Age lyrics
I can no longer count the dreams Inspired by reconstructions of predicted scenes The glass and metal fragments racing Through the pointless heat I can't go on believing this Have
I thought that you were joking / When you said "I want to see you I can no longer count the dreams Inspired by reconstructions of predicted scenes The glass and metal fragments racing Through the pointless heat I can't go on believing this Have
To discuss your contribution / To the future of our nation's heart and soul
Six o'clock, my place, Whitehall" / Well I arrived just after seven
But you said "It doesn't matter" / "I understand your situation
And your image, and I'm flattered / Oh and I'd just like to tell you
That I love all of your albums / Could you sign this
He's Got Magic lyrics
He's got magic magic in his eyes Magic in his smile on his lips in his fingertips. He can conjure a magic tale turn a goldfish into a whale He's got style enough to make a rainb
for my daughter? He's got magic magic in his eyes Magic in his smile on his lips in his fingertips. He can conjure a magic tale turn a goldfish into a whale He's got style enough to make a rainb
She's in hospital, her name is Miriam / Now get down to the gist:
Do you want a line of this? / Are you a (sniff) / socialist?"
"Doin' fine, yeah! / Buzzin' all the time / Just one hit / And I feel great
And I support / The welfare state / Oh, you must be socialist
'Cos you're always off out on the piss / In your private member's bar
Oh yes you are / Yer superstar / Well
No-one Driving lyrics
Seems like you were lit inside I feel like fog beside the shine Figure fades away Someone takes my place Meshing with the pictures on the pages Chorus: There's no-one driving The
you sing about common people Seems like you were lit inside I feel like fog beside the shine Figure fades away Someone takes my place Meshing with the pictures on the pages Chorus: There's no-one driving The
And the mis-shapes and the misfits / So can you bring them to my party
And get them all to sniff this? / And all I'm really saying
Is come on and rock the vote for me / All I'm really saying
Is come on roll up that note for me / The gist of all of this is
Do you want hits or d'you want misses? / Are you a socialist, yeah
Socialist, yeah / Socialist, yeah / Oh
Get Off My Dick lyrics
(feat. Rap Legend Milk Dee) [chorus] You go, go tell your friends (your friends) Tell them, get off my dick (my dick) They keep, tellin' you shit
yeah" (feat. Rap Legend Milk Dee) [chorus] You go, go tell your friends (your friends) Tell them, get off my dick (my dick) They keep, tellin' you shit
"Yeah, you can be just what you want to be
Just as long as you don't try to compete with me
And we've waited such a long time
For the chance to help our own kind, so now
Please come on and tow the party line / Oh you owe it to yourself
Don't think of anybody else / And we promise we won't tell
Oh we won't tell, and we won't sell" / No we won't / No we won't
No we won't