PULP
"F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.L.L.E.D. L.O.V.E" The room is cold and has been like this for several months. If I close my eyes I can visualise everything in it right down Right down to the broken handle on the third drawer down of the dressing table. And the world outside this room has also assumed a familiar shape The same events stuffed in a slightly different order each day. Just like a modern shopping centre. And it's so cold - yeah it's so cold. And as I'm standing across this room I feel as if my whole life has been leading to this one moment. And as I touch your shoulder tonight this room has become the centre of the entire universe. So what do I do? I've got a slightly sick feeling in my stomach Like I'm standing on top of a very high building oh yeah. All the stuff they tell you about in the movies but this isn't chocolate boxes and roses. It's dirtier than that, like some small animal that only comes out at night. And I see flashes of the shape of your breasts and the curve of your belly And they make me have to sit down and catch my breath. It's so cold yeah, it's so cold. What is this feeling called love. Why me, why you, why here, why now ooh. It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no. It doesn't fit my plans no. It's something I don't understand oh. F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. Oh what is this thing that is happening to me. Oh. What is this feeling called love. Why me. Why you. Why here. And why now ooh. It doesn't make no sense no. It's not convenient no. It doesn't fit my plans but I got that taste in my mouth again oh. F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. What is this thing that is happening to me F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A.double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. What is this thing that is happening to me. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Ooh. "I Spy" I spy a boy, I spy a girl. I spy the worst place in the world, in the whole wide world. Oh you didn't do bad, you made it out, I'm still stuck here oh but I'll get out. Oh yeah I'll get out. Can't you see the giant that walks around you seeing through your petty lives? Do you think I do these things for real? I do these things just so I survive. And you know I will survive. It may look to the untrained eye, I'm sitting on my arse all day. I'm biding time until I take you all on. My Lords and Ladies, I will prevail, I cannot fail. Cos I spy. Oh I've got your numbers, taken notes, I know the ways your minds work; I've studied. And your minds are just the same as mine except that you are clever swines, you never let mask slip, you never admit to it, you're never hurried. Oh no no no. And every night I hone my plan how I will get my satisfaction, how I will blow your paradise away away, away. Cos I spy. And it's just like in the old days - I used to compose my own critical notices in my head. "The crowd gasp at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle, skilfully avoiding the dog turd next to the corner shop." Imagining a blue plaque above the place I first ever touched a girl's chest, but hold on, you've got to wait for the best. You see you should take me seriously. Very seriously indeed. Cause I've been sleeping with your wife for the past sixteen weeks, smoking your cigarettes, drinking your brandy, messing up the bed that you chose together. And in all that time I just wanted you to come home unexpectedly one afternoon, and catch us at it in the front room. You see I spy for a living, and I specialise in revenge, on taking the things I know will cause you pain. I can't help it, I was dragged up. My favourite parks are car parks, grass is something you smoke, birds are something you shag. Take your "Year in Provence" and shove it up your arse. Your Ladbroke Grove looks turn me on, yeah. With roach burns in designer dresses, skin stretched tight over high cheek-bones, and thousands of tiny dryness lines beating a path to the corners of your eyes. And every night I hatch my plan, it's not a case of woman v man. It's more a case of haves against haven'ts. And I just happen to have got what you need, just exactly what you need yeah. La la la la la la la la la la, in the midnight hour. La la la la la la la la la la, I will come to you, I will come to you, I will take you from this sickness, dinner parties and champagne, I'll hold your body and make it sing again. Come on - sing again, let's sing again, oh yeah, Cos I spy, yes, I spy. I spy a boy, and I spy a girl. I spy the chance, to change the world, to change your world. "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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carmand said: I like it!
I'm telling you, Jarvis Cocker is a lyrical genius. I've always thought that he (and Pulp) were one of the most underrated bands of all-time. Their music is the perfect balance of clever, intelligent, and witty lyrics blended with some of the most original, and catchy melodies ever. I am a superfan. "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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Greased and slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools A model built for comfort, really built with style Special list edition, mama, let me feast my eyes Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head. Come to me for service every hundred miles Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive Fully automatic, comes in any size Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized Feather-light suspension, coneys just couldn't hold I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors | |
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FruitToAttractBears said: Greased and slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools A model built for comfort, really built with style Special list edition, mama, let me feast my eyes Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head. Come to me for service every hundred miles Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive Fully automatic, comes in any size Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized Feather-light suspension, coneys just couldn't hold I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors Woo-hoo! "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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minneapolisgenius said: FruitToAttractBears said: Greased and slicked down body, groovy leather trim
I like the way you hold the road, mama, it ain't no sin Trouble-free transmission, helps your oil's flow Mama, let me pump your gas, mama, let me do it all Dig that heavy metal underneath your hood Baby, I could work all night, believe I've got the perfect tools A model built for comfort, really built with style Special list edition, mama, let me feast my eyes Factory air-conditioned, heat begins to rise Guaranteed to run for hours, mama it's a perfect size Groovin' on the freeway, gauge is on the red Gun down on my gasoline, I believe I'm gonna crack a head. Come to me for service every hundred miles Baby, let me check your points, fix your overdrive Fully automatic, comes in any size Makes me wonder what I did, before we synchronized Feather-light suspension, coneys just couldn't hold I'm so glad I took a look inside your showroom doors Woo-hoo! Damn right! | |
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purplerein said: M. jagger/k. richards)
Lies, dripping off your mouth like dirt Lies, lies in every step you walk Lies, whispered sweetly in my ear Lies, how do I get out of here? Why, why you have to be so cruel? Lies, lies, lies I aint such a fool! Lies, lies in my papas looks Lies, lies in my history books Lies, lies like they teach in class Lies, lies, lies I catch on way too fast Fire, fire upon your wicked tongue Lies, lies, lies youre trying to spoil my fun Lies, lies you dirty jezebel Why, why, why, why dont you go to hell? Why, why you think me such a fool? Lies, lies, lies honey thats ya rules! Lies, lies, lies, lies, oh my lies, ... stones Which album? | |
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minneapolisgenius said: carmand said: I like it!
I'm telling you, Jarvis Cocker is a lyrical genius. I've always thought that he (and Pulp) were one of the most underrated bands of all-time. Their music is the perfect balance of clever, intelligent, and witty lyrics blended with some of the most original, and catchy melodies ever. I am a superfan. And that goes in there...and that goes in there...
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Dear Haley
Can you save me from the borrowed cloud I'm on All you gotta do is try Pray you're just getting by Hey wait I thought you'd made it How'd your bottled crown fall off Tell me how'd you get so tired Faded down to the wire Try living a lie and kicking out the same old guise Wasting time So very ordinary Wait until my bomb goes off See the actors run and hide Fake it all in stride One day we all can say we're gone And haunt the ground we're from Everything's so open wide Here within the divide Try living a lie and kicking out the same old guise Wasting time Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Got no crime Just sail on by Sail on by Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Got no crime Just sail on by Sail on by Ain't it the life Just sail on by Try living a lie and kicking out the same old guise Wasting time Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Got no crime Just sail on by Sail on by Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Ain't it the life Got no crime Just sail on by Sail on by Ain't it the life - "Ain't It The Life" Foo Fighters | |
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Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for them?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for them? When they know they're your heart And you know you were their armour And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you? And everything you stand for turns on you, despite you? What happens when you become the main source of her pain? "Daddy look what I made!", "Dad's gotta go catch a plane" "Daddy where's Mommy?! I can't find Mommy where is she?!" "I don't know - go pla,y Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself! I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself" Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-bye-baby... And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back... I keep having this dream: I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing "You're making Mommy cry! Why?! Why is Mommy crying?!" "Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more", "Daddy you're lying! You always say that! You always say this is the last time! But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy - you're mine!" She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it "Daddy, please! Daddy don't leave! Daddy - no, stop it!" Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture, "This'll keep you safe Daddy, take it with you'" I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em They're saying "You've got onemore chance to do right" - and it's tonight Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late! And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door It turns to a stage, they're gone, and this spotlight is on! And I'm singing... And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you, smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back... Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet I take a bow and thank you all for coming out They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seeing "Daddy it's me! Help Mommy! Her wrists are bleeding!" "But, baby, we're in Sweden! How did you get to Sweden?!" "I followed you, Daddy! You told me that you weren't leaving! You lied to me, Daddy! And now you make Mommy sad! And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad' That's all I wanted, I just wanted to give you this coin I get the point - fine, me and Mommy are going" "But baby wait! "It's too late, Dad. You made the choice; now go out there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us That's what they want, they want you, Marshall, they keep.. screamin' your name It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill! Yeah, I bet you you will. You rap about it, yeah, "Word", k-keep it real I hear applause, all this time I couldn't see How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it Put it to my brain and scream "Die, Shady!" and pop it The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin' It's spring and Hailie's outside, swinging I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister Almost as if to say.. And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just smile back... | |
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Ace said: And that goes in there...and that goes in there...
And then it's.... over. [Edited 12/13/06 11:20am] "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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minneapolisgenius said: Ace said: And then it's.... over. [Edited 12/13/06 11:20am] A female friend and I used to say that when we got drunk, in bad British accents ("And THAT goes in THERRRRE! And THAT goes in THERRRRRE!"). Good times. | |
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A man this lonely
A man this blue A man whose world's been torn in two Needs somebody With a heart that's true A man this lonely needs a woman like you Two arms this empty Need someone to hold A man this lost needs somewhere to go When the nights go on forever And the days do too A man this lonely needs a woman like you I'd lost hope I was so far down Here you come turning all that around I'd come to think Of love as a lie All that's on my mind now Is you by my side A man this lonely A man this blue A man whose world's been torn in two Needs somebody With a heart that's true A man this lonely needs a woman like you A man this lonely needs a woman like you | |
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Ace said: minneapolisgenius said: And then it's.... over. [Edited 12/13/06 11:20am] A female friend and I used to say that when we got drunk, in bad British accents ("And THAT goes in THERRRRE! And THAT goes in THERRRRRE!"). Good times. I was just singing that part with a friend in a bar recently, and then all of the sudden "Do You Remember the First Time?" came on. We screamed like a couple of little kids. I'm going to see him live in January! "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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