by Pulp on album It (Bonus Track Version) [Remastered]

The blue girls that bake in the sun Skin falls in flakes from each one Like leaves from autumn trees they float upon the breeze These girls you have loved are slowly decaying Ah Drying out in the sun

by Pulp on album Separations (Bonus Track Version) [Remastered]

Oh now the lonely nights begin, and there is nowhere left to go, but watch my spirit melt away, down at the D-I-S-C-O. I must have died a thousand times, The next day, I was still alive. And I still b

by Pulp on album This Is Hardcore (Deluxe Edition)

You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get-up if you know what I mean. I want it bad. I want it now. O

by Pulp on album It (Bonus Track Version) [Remastered]

I hate to complain, you know, but then again I cannot pretend nothing's wrong Looking at my present situation, the act cannot last for long Viewed from outside these pursuits I might try seem possesse

by Pulp on album Hits

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album We Love Life

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album Countdown (Rare Single)

Oh I was seventeen, when I heard the countdown start, it started slowly, and I thought it was my heart but then I realised, that this time it was for real there was no place to hide, I had to go out a

by Pulp on album This Is Hardcore (Deluxe Edition)

You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get-up if you know what I mean. I want it bad. I want it now. O

by Pulp on album This Is Hardcore

You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get-up if you know what I mean. I want it bad. I want it now. O

by Pulp on album We Love Life

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album We Love Life

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album Hits

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album Hits

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album Hits

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album We Love Life

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produ

by Pulp on album Separations

Oh now the lonely nights begin, and there is nowhere left to go, but watch my spirit melt away, down at the D-I-S-C-O. I must have died a thousand times, The next day, I was still alive. And I still b

by Pulp on album This Is Hardcore

You are hardcore, you make me hard. You name the drama and I'll play the part. It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream. I like your get-up if you know what I mean. I want it bad. I want it now. O

by Pulp on album Countdown 1992-1983

Oh I was seventeen, when I heard the countdown start, it started slowly, and I thought it was my heart but then I realised, that this time it was for real there was no place to hide, I had to go out a

by Pulp on album Countdown 1992-1983

The blue girls that bake in the sun Skin falls in flakes from each one Like leaves from autumn trees they float upon the breeze These girls you have loved are slowly decaying Ah Drying out in the sun

by Pulp on album Separations

Oh now the lonely nights begin, and there is nowhere left to go, but watch my spirit melt away, down at the D-I-S-C-O. I must have died a thousand times, The next day, I was still alive. And I still b