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