Album by Pulp
Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Pulp, The word's on the streets we've found someone new If he
By Pulp, When you think you're treading water But you're just learning how
By Pulp, Here, comes your bedtime story Mum and Dad have sentenced you
By Pulp, The feel of my arm around your waist The pale blue
By Pulp, I used to hate the sun Because it shone on everythin'
By Pulp, It's six o'clock The birds are singing I'm wide awake Whilst you're still
By Pulp, 'There's a light that shines on everythin' and everyone And it
By Pulp, I took an air-rifle, shot a Magpie to the ground And
By Pulp, We came across the North Sea With our carriers on our
By Pulp, This is the true story of the weeds, the origin
By Pulp, Just behind the station Before you reach the traffic island A river