Pulp

A Little Soul – Pulp

Hey man, how come you treat your woman so bad?
That’s not the way you do it, no no no
You shouldn’t do it like that
I could show you how to do it right
I used to practice every night on my wife, now she’s gone
Yeah, she’s gone

You see your mother and me, we never got along that well you see
I’d love to help you but everybody’s telling me you look like me
But please don’t turn out like me
You look like me but you’re not like me I know
I had one, two, three, four shots of happiness
I look like a big man but I’ve only got a little soul
I only got a little soul

Yeah, I wish I could be an example
Wish I could say I stood up for you and fought for what I thought was right
But I never did, I just wore my trenchcoat and stayed out every single night
You think I’m joking? Well, try me, yeah, try me. yeah come on, try me tonight
I did what was wrong though I knew what was right
I’ve got no wisdom that I want to pass on
Just don’t hang ’round here, no, I’m telling you son
You don’t wanna know me, oh that’s just what everybody’s telling me

And everybody’s telling me you look like me, but please don’t turn into me
You look like me but you’re not like me I hope
I have run away from the one thing that I ever made
Now I only wish that I could show you — wish that I could show you a little soul
Wish I could show a little soul
Wish I could show a little soul
Wish I could show a little soul

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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 shuffled in a slightly different order each day. Just like a modern shopping centre. And it’s so cold – yeah it’s so cold. What…is…this feeling called love? Why me? Why you? Why here? Why now? 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. And as I stand and cross the 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. Oh. What…is…this feeling called love? Why me? Why you? Why here? And why now? Oh. 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.

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