Album by Pulp
Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By Pulp, Sitting alone on a cold bar stool, Your cold, hard eyes
By Pulp, I'm being followed home, / I'm being followed home, /
By Pulp, There's not much time for talking, All your friends are Going to
By Pulp, As the signs outside proclaimed, nature sometimes makes mistakes. was
By Pulp, Hey, / you can look, you can look just like
By Pulp, Life must be so wonderful, living here on your own,
By Pulp, I am the master of this universe and I've got
By Pulp, When all should be done and gone, / he comes
By Pulp, As I lay Down in the bedroom, There came a sound From far