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The Babysitter `Pulp`

Susan's babysitter / is seventeen years old / oh she looks like Susan when she still lived at home / She's a lovely girl She's got long black hair / if you go home now / she might still be there Susan's

Babysitter `Harry Chapin`

When I rearrange the pieces of the puzzle of my past I sigh at the heartaches, relive the laughs And I think about the moments that have left their mark And the too few faces that shine a little light

Pulp `Frankenbok`

The Friendship that love destroyed was not the intention or ploy. the aftermath the pulp you are, beneath proud enigma you scar, you can't afford another error, twice now already agendered, you can't be

Pulp `Manmade God`

The killers lost the beat I just call them futile They can't cry to me 'cause I'm sittin' on the top of the world as I wave them all goodbye The system's lost in me I just call it futile

The Babysitter `Sophie May`

was wasted putting you to sleep But now I’m dating a grown up A fully fledged human Who knows what he’s doing I’d never known a giver When I was a baby sitter When I made you breakfast Not 3 eggs but 2 The

The Day After The Revolution `Pulp`

The Day After The Revolution Cocker / Webber / Mackey / Doyle / Banks The dust has settled, replaced the bulbs in all the lights. I guess I'll get no sleep tonight. A revolution happened.

The Hymn of the North `Pulp`

Factories lie empty Manufacturing emptiness Life still needs to be filled nonetheless So go and find something to love And promise me this one thing Oh please stay in sight of the mainland Yes please stay

The Trees `pulp`

The Trees Cocker / Banks / Doyle / Mackey / Webber I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound.

The Fear `Pulp`

This is our music from the bachelors den; the sound of lonliness turned up to ten; a horror soundtrack, from a stagnant waterbed and it feels just like this This is the sound of someone losing the

The Professional `Pulp`

Oh I'm back in the full effect / I can't even hold myself erect I got nothing that I wanna say / I'm gonna say it anyway I know you think that I've lost it, baby I know you think that my star is fading

Someone Like the Moon `Pulp`

Someone like the moon.

We Are The Boys `Pulp`

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 We got no choice We are the boyz Oh we are the boyz And we

Bad Babysitter `Princess Superstar, Roman Pushkin`

HBO got Platoon, hey get back in the room!

The Trees (Album Version) `Pulp`

I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves & No-one saw us but the trees.

After You `Pulp`

On the last night on earth when the horses run free The scriptures foretell of a party in Hackney In a dimly lit room crammed with loathing and hate They're selling their souls and I just can't wait I

David's Last Summer `Pulp`

We made our way slowly down the path that led to the stream, swaying slightly, drunk on the sun, I suppose. It was a real summer's day.

Wickerman `Pulp`

Just behind the station, before you reach the traffic island, a river runs thru' a concrete channel. I took you there once; I think it was after the Leadmill.

The Day After The Revolution (Cd Version / Long Outro) `Pulp`

The dust has settled, replace the bulbs in all the lights I guess I'll get no sleep tonight A revoltion happened Oh sorry, you haven't heard?

Bad Cover Version `Pulp`

The word's on the street: you've found someone new. If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you.

Last Day Of The Miners Strike `Pulp`

Kids are spitting on the Town Hall steps and frightening old ladies, I dreampt that I was living back in the mid 1980's. People marching, people shouting, people wearing pastel leather.

Weeds II (The Origin Of The Species) `Pulp`

This is the true story of the weeds: the origin of the species. A story of cultivation, exploitation, civilization. Found flowering on wasteland unnoticed, unofficial, accidental.

Partial Eclipse `Pulp`

I was waiting for a knock on the wall Waited all night, did not hear anything at all Thinking of my lips on your lips Working on a partial eclipse Welcome to the home of the hits Sorry to insist on this

Help the aged `Pulp`

Help the aged, one time they were just like you, drinking, smoking cigs and sniffing glue. Help the aged, don't just put them in a home, can't have much fun in there all on their own.

Sheffield: Sex City `Pulp`

All the bedroom windows opened onto this court, and sometimes in the middle of the night, in that building it sounded like a mass orgy.

Deep Fried In Kelvin `Pulp`

Oh children of the future ... conceived in the toilets at Meadowhall ... To be raised on the cheap cold slabs of garage floors ... Rolling empty cans down the stairway ...

Bob Lind (The Only Way Is Down) `Pulp`

And a song comes on the radio telling you that "The Only Way is Down". You're out of luck, you're out of time, get out of here.

Down By The River `Pulp`

Take me down to the river, where I would not go before Through the trees and the rushes, to a place we both know, And I’m feeling much younger, as I kneel on the ground Dip my toe in the water of

Farmers Market `Pulp`

That was a good year, the one when we still believed Despite all evidence pointing to the contrary I have nothing I have nothing to base my life upon Nothing but this feeling way down at the base of my

Joyriders `Pulp`

We like driving on a Saturday night, past the Leisure Centre, left at the lights. We don't look for trouble, but if it comes we don't run. Looking out for trouble, is what we call fun.

Mile End (From 'Trainspotting' Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) `Pulp`

It was on the fifteenth floor, It had a board across the door. It took an hour To pry it off and get inside. It smelt as if someone had died.