Tag: Goodnight Pulp lyrics

Goodnight

Now it’s coming to the end of the evening The time when the ceiling sways and objects jerk out of place Your eyelids heavy, you make your way down the yellow streets Past rows and rows of houses Curtains drawn tight against the cold night air To a flight of stairs Which lead to a […]

Goodnight

Now it’s coming to the end of the evening The time when the ceiling sways and objects jerk out of place Your eyelids heavy, you make your way down the yellow streets past rows and rows of houses Curtains drawn tight against the cold night air To a flight of stairs which lead to a […]