Album by Pulp
Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Pulp, Hey man How come you treat your woman so bad? That's not
By Pulp, I am not Jesus though I have the same initials I
By Pulp, Come and play the tunes of glory Raise your voice in
By Pulp, Help the aged One time they were just like you Drinking, smoking
By Pulp, Laid here with the advertising sliding past my eyes like cartoons
By Pulp, I used to try very hard to make friends With everyone
By Pulp, Here in the night Love takes control Making me high Making me whole Here
By Pulp, You look just like Sylvia Well you look like her to
By Pulp, The dust has settled, replaces the bulbs in all the
By Pulp, Oh baby, here comes the fear again The end is near
By Pulp, You are hardcore, you make me hard You name the drama
By Pulp, Without you my life has become A hangover without end A movie