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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- 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
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- 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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Seconds
G Am
She, she used to live with his brother
F Am G
Now she's an unmarried mother with another on the way
Am
He's second rate twisted out of shape
F Am G
and he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough
Dm C
They go to town they like to shop around and look at all those things
G/B
All those things they never wanted anyway
Dm
She hates his hair
C
that stupid coat he wears but sometimes second best
G/B
is the best that you can get
Oh yes oh somebody told me
F Am
'Cos seconds turn to hours
C Em
and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning
F Am C
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place
Em
and still it feels like morning
F Am
At night they try to fly
C Em
hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning
G Am
But in the morning it's raining
F
Oh Christ you're always complaining
Am G
can't you think of something else
Dm C
It's nearly-nu, a bargain basement made for two
And if you blur your eyes
G/B
you could be anywhere you want yourself to be
Dm C
Oh yeah, it's bad I know you want to laugh, so laugh
G/B
But sometimes second best is all that you can get
Oh yeah, oh somebody told me
The seconds turn to hours
and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place
and still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly
hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning
Am G G/D Dsus2
But you're so perfect you don't interest me at all
C
You're golden boy fell down
G6/B
Don't you know he hasn't got a personality?
And I know he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds yeah
The seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days
but still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place and still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly, hold on tight and close their eyes
and they hit the ground in the morning
F Am C
My God they're still alive, they got it wrong but they still tried
Em Am
And they made it through to the morning
G Am
She, she used to live with his brother
F Am G
Now she's an unmarried mother with another on the way
Am
He's second rate twisted out of shape
F Am G
and he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough
Dm C
They go to town they like to shop around and look at all those things
G/B
All those things they never wanted anyway
Dm
She hates his hair
C
that stupid coat he wears but sometimes second best
G/B
is the best that you can get
Oh yes oh somebody told me
F Am
'Cos seconds turn to hours
C Em
and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning
F Am C
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place
Em
and still it feels like morning
F Am
At night they try to fly
C Em
hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning
G Am
But in the morning it's raining
F
Oh Christ you're always complaining
Am G
can't you think of something else
Dm C
It's nearly-nu, a bargain basement made for two
And if you blur your eyes
G/B
you could be anywhere you want yourself to be
Dm C
Oh yeah, it's bad I know you want to laugh, so laugh
G/B
But sometimes second best is all that you can get
Oh yeah, oh somebody told me
The seconds turn to hours
and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place
and still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly
hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning
Am G G/D Dsus2
But you're so perfect you don't interest me at all
C
You're golden boy fell down
G6/B
Don't you know he hasn't got a personality?
And I know he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds yeah
The seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days
but still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place and still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly, hold on tight and close their eyes
and they hit the ground in the morning
F Am C
My God they're still alive, they got it wrong but they still tried
Em Am
And they made it through to the morning
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