| 101. Pulp - Looking For Life |
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Sure you had something to hide I took your bag and looked inside I was looking for life Nothing inside but memories the same as those I keep...
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| 102. Pulp - Street Lites |
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Doorways / corners / and the street lights dance in your eyes / Behind the cinema / in therain / in the subway / where the walls crumble and cover...
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| 103. Pulp - Mis-shapes |
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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...
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| 104. Pulp - I Love Life |
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Here comes your bedtime story: Mum & Dad have sentenced you to life. Don't think twice; it's the only reason I'm alive. I feel alright as long as...
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| 105. Pulp - Sylvia |
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You look just like Sylvia: Well you look like her to me - the way she wore her hair then. Oh, he way she used to be. I've not seen her for a...
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| 106. Pulp - Common People |
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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...
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| 107. Pulp - Countdown |
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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...
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| 108. Pulp - Down By The River |
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Hey, you can look, you can look just like anyone else if that's what you want to do. I, I could laugh, I could laugh in your face if I want ...
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| 109. Pulp - Styloroc |
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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...
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| 110. Pulp - Styloroc (nites Of Suburbia) |
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After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic life. A land of happy hours where the skies are grey and the food exceptionally...
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| 111. Pulp - The Babysitter |
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Susan's babysitter / is seventeen years old / oh she looks like Susan / when she stilllived at home / She's a lovely girl / She's got long black hair...
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| 112. Pulp - Blue Girls |
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The blue girls that bake in the sun Skin falls in flakes from each one Like leaves from autumn trees they float upon the breeze These girls you...
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| 113. Pulp - She's Dead |
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The mark of the devil is upon you Your look is no happier than mine Damnation is waiting in the mirror but you shouldn't mind Their legs...
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| 114. Pulp - Boats & Trains |
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Would you like to hear / about the things I fear? / about my life, and loves too? / well Why should I tell you? / if I told you a secret / you'd be...
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| 115. Pulp - Someone Like The Moon |
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She likes to watch the moon, as it travels through the sky, cos she's heard that it's romantic, though she really can't see why. Someone should...
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| 116. Pulp - They Suffocate At Night |
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He's in a room He sees the floor He sees the wall He sees the roof He sees the door It's nine thirty-eight So he goes up to the door and he...
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| 117. Pulp - Lipgloss |
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No wonder you're looking thin When all that you live on is lipgloss and cigarettes. And scraps at the end of the day When he's given the rest to...
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| 118. Pulp - The Birds In Your Garden |
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It's six o'clock, the birds are singing. I'm wide awake whilst you're still fast asleep. I went outside, into your garden. The sun was bright &...
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| 119. Pulp - We Are The Boyz |
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We are the boyz And we are class act Getting trashed so make some noise We are the boyz We are the lads We sleep with slags We nick their fags...
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| 120. Pulp - Boats And Trains |
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Would you like to hear about the things I fear? About my life, and loves too? Well why should I tell you? If I told you a secret you'd be sure...
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