P.T.A. - Pulp

I know I’m getting on / and you’re so very young / but would you like to stay / until next Saturday / or Sunday? / I’ll give you your own room / it’s next door to my room / and some time in the night / well, maybe I just might / Oh take […]

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 … (don’t you love that sound?) … whilst the thoughts of a bad social worker ran through his head … trying to remember what […]

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 go to town / they like to shop […]

His ‘N’ Hers - Pulp

I’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 / Oh it looks so good but does it turn you on? / […]

Your Sisters Clothes - Pulp

I never thought that you would come / your sister said your nerve had gone / You’re trying to make it straight right now / but I don’t think that you know how / Your sister knows / she wears your clothes / she laughs / at all those things you chose / Your sister […]

You’re A Nightmare - Pulp

All day / I’m doing fine / ‘cos there are things / to pass the time / Smoke a cig / and drink some tea / watch a programme / on TV / I just don’t care where you are now / ‘cos I’m sorted out, and how / I’ve got it all set up […]

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 / touch me / on the back seat, on the […]

The Professional - Pulp

Oh I’m back in the full effect / I can’t even hold myself erect / I got nothing that I wanna say / I’m gonna say it anyway / I know you think that I’ve lost it, baby / I know you think that my star is fading / Used to be a contender / […]

I’m A Man - Pulp

Laid 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 learned to tell a dirty joke. If that’s all there is then there’s no point for me. […]

Dishes - Pulp

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 33. He said, ‘It was not an easy time for me’ […]