Biography:
Pulp is an alternative rock band that formed in 1978 in Sheffield, England, United Kingdom. The band's best known and most stable lineup consists of Jarvis Cocker (vocals), Russell Senior (guitar, violin), Mark Webber (guitar), Candida Doyle (keyboards), Steve Mackey (bass) and Nick Banks (drums). Although many members have had a long tenure with the band, the only constant member has been Cocker. In 2011, it was announced on Pulp's official website that the band's classic lineup would reunite and perform at several festivals
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Other songs:
- Babies
- Common People
- Death Goes To The Disco
- Dishes
- Help The Aged
- I Spy
- Sorted For E's And Whizz
- The Fear
- This Is Hardcore
- Tv Movie
- 59 Lyndhurst Grove
- Aborigine
- Acrylic Afternoons
- After You
- Anorexic Beauty
- Ansaphone
- Bad Cover Version
- Bar Italia
- Birds In Your Garden
- Blue Girls
- Boats And Trains
- Bob Lind
- Born To Cry
- Countdown
- Cuckoo
- Davids Last Summer
- Death Ii
- Different Class
- Disco 20
- Disco 2000
- Do You Remember The First Time
- Dogs Are Everywhere
- Dont You Know
- Dont You Want Me Anymore
- Down By The River
- Feeling Called Love
- Glory Days
- Happy Endings
- Have You Seen Her Lately
- I Love Life
- Im A Man
- Inside Susan
- Joking Aside
- Joyriders
- Laughing Boy
- Like A Friend
- Lipgloss
- Little Girl
- Live Bed Show
- Live On
- Love Is Blind
- Love Love
- Manon
- Master Of The Universe
- Mile End
- Mis
- Monday Morning
- My Legendary Girlfriend
- My Lighthouse
- Pencil Skirt
- Pink Glove
- Razamatazz
- Seconds
- Seductive Barry
- Separations
- Shes Dead
- Someone Like The Moon
- Something Changed
- Sorted For Es And Wizz
- Stacks
- Sunrise
- Sylvia
- The Day After The Revolution
- The Mark Of The Devil
- The Night That Minnie Timperley Died
- The Night That Minnie Timperly Died
- The Trees
- They Suffocate At Night
- Tomorrow Never Lies
- Underwear
- We Can Dance Again
- Wishful Thinking
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Pulp
Blue Girls
(Jarvis Cocker)
Verse :
F# C#
The blue girls that bake in the sun
F# C#
Skin falls in flakes from each one
F# C#
Like leaves from autumn trees
F# C#
They float upon the breeze
Chorus :
Bbm C#
These girls you have loved
Bbm C#
Are slowly decaying, ah
Bbm C#
Drying out in the sun
F# G#
Before your eyes
Bbm C#
Wild stares in your face
Bbm C#
They seem to accuse you
Bbm C#
Oh, what have you done
F# G#
To earn their surprise?
The flesh underneath candy pink
Quite a strange affair one might think
They gasp and moan for air
Beached fish on your lawn-chair
These girls you have loved
Are slowly decaying, ah
Drying out in the sun
Before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
They seem to accuse you
Oh, what have you done
To earn their surprise?
Fragments left at the end of the day
A pile of blue that is soon swept away
Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye
Would it be too much to cry?
These girls you have loved
Are slowly decaying, ah
Drying out in the sun
Before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
They seem to accuse you
Oh, what have you done
To earn their surprise?
Blue Girls
(Jarvis Cocker)
Verse :
F# C#
The blue girls that bake in the sun
F# C#
Skin falls in flakes from each one
F# C#
Like leaves from autumn trees
F# C#
They float upon the breeze
Chorus :
Bbm C#
These girls you have loved
Bbm C#
Are slowly decaying, ah
Bbm C#
Drying out in the sun
F# G#
Before your eyes
Bbm C#
Wild stares in your face
Bbm C#
They seem to accuse you
Bbm C#
Oh, what have you done
F# G#
To earn their surprise?
The flesh underneath candy pink
Quite a strange affair one might think
They gasp and moan for air
Beached fish on your lawn-chair
These girls you have loved
Are slowly decaying, ah
Drying out in the sun
Before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
They seem to accuse you
Oh, what have you done
To earn their surprise?
Fragments left at the end of the day
A pile of blue that is soon swept away
Goodbye, blue girls, goodbye
Would it be too much to cry?
These girls you have loved
Are slowly decaying, ah
Drying out in the sun
Before your eyes
Wild stares in your face
They seem to accuse you
Oh, what have you done
To earn their surprise?
Pupil
Pupo
Puppet
Pur
Pure Heart