Biografia:
Pulp é um grupo de britpop que surgiu em Sheffield, Inglaterra, no ano de 1978 graças ao então estudante de 15 anos Jarvis Cocker. Mas nem sempre foi assim, ou seja, antes o nome da banda era "Arabacus Pulp", nome que, como sabemos, logo foi substituido por "Pulp".
Desde o início sendo uma banda pouco popular, seu sucesso se limitou ao Reino Unido, onde sua mesclagem de rock alternativo com referências da disco music e com as letras de Cocker fez do Pulp um grupo britâncio aclamado, em meados dos anos 90.
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Outras músicas:
- 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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
C
Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
G
Or just 20,000 people standing in a field?
C
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
G
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
C
And tell me when the spaceship lands
G
'Cos all this has just got to mean something
[Chorus]
Dm
Oh
F
In the middle of the night
G Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Am
Oh
Bb G
Oh, then you come down
[Verse 2]
C
Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us what was going down
G
Got the tickets from some fucked-up* bloke in Camden Town
C
Oh, and no-one seems to know exactly where it is
G
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
C G
At 4 o'clock the normal world seems very very very far away hey
[Chorus]
Dm
Alright!
F
In the middle of the night
G Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Am
Oh
Bb G
Oh, then you come down
[Verse 3]
C G
Just keep on moving!
C
Everybody asks your name They say we're all the same
G
And now it's "nice one, geezer" (and that's as far as the conversation went)
C
I lost my friends and danced alone It's 6 o'clock, I wanna go home
G
But it's "no way, not today" Makes you wonder what it meant, and, uh...
C
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows
G
And you want to call your mother And say: "Mother, I can never come home again!"
C
"'Cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain
G
Somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire", alright!
[Chorus]
Dm F
In the middle of the night
G Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Am
Oh
Bb G
Oh, then you come down
Am Bb
Oh, what if you never come down?
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[Verse 1]
C
Oh, is this the way they say the future's meant to feel?
G
Or just 20,000 people standing in a field?
C
And I don't quite understand just what this feeling is
G
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
C
And tell me when the spaceship lands
G
'Cos all this has just got to mean something
[Chorus]
Dm
Oh
F
In the middle of the night
G Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Am
Oh
Bb G
Oh, then you come down
[Verse 2]
C
Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us what was going down
G
Got the tickets from some fucked-up* bloke in Camden Town
C
Oh, and no-one seems to know exactly where it is
G
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted out for E's and wizz
C G
At 4 o'clock the normal world seems very very very far away hey
[Chorus]
Dm
Alright!
F
In the middle of the night
G Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Am
Oh
Bb G
Oh, then you come down
[Verse 3]
C G
Just keep on moving!
C
Everybody asks your name They say we're all the same
G
And now it's "nice one, geezer" (and that's as far as the conversation went)
C
I lost my friends and danced alone It's 6 o'clock, I wanna go home
G
But it's "no way, not today" Makes you wonder what it meant, and, uh...
C
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows
G
And you want to call your mother And say: "Mother, I can never come home again!"
C
"'Cos I seem to have left an important part of my brain
G
Somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire", alright!
[Chorus]
Dm F
In the middle of the night
G Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow morning
Am
Oh
Bb G
Oh, then you come down
Am Bb
Oh, what if you never come down?
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