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The Boss
A live favourite that only saw the light of mean solar day after fourteen years when it was included on the bonus disc of the His 'n' Hers special edition CD. Coming in at piddling over two and a one-half minutes, the song is a stomping slice of synth-pop perfection, the likes of which Pulp began to craft so well during the Separations and Gift eras of the early 1990s. The Boss was written in advance of their demo for Island Records and was recorded on seven May 1992 at the visitor'south fallout shelter studio in the basement of their Chiswick headquarters. Along with the other tracks they demoed (Razzmatazz, Happy Endings, Watching Nicky, Styloroc (Nites of Bourgeoisie) and Your Sis's Dress), the final product helped to get Pulp signed to Island the post-obit yr. Shortly after the demo, and for most of 1992, The Boss appeared as a staple of their live sets, most notably during the O.U tour that same month. But Pulp were writing newer textile at such a speedy step that The Boss was soon quietly forgotten, sadly disappearing from their live sets altogether from 1993 onwards.Lyrics:
Wearing a shirt that was trying as well hard. Pissed on a railroad train and he'southward falling effectually. And and then I turned round you were out of sight. And at present there's nowhere for me to stay this night. And then I walked around town just to catch you out. I thought I'd lost myself somewhere in the night. Oh is he bigger? And does he make you laugh? Ma ma ma ma ma... let information technology go.I could never do annihilation else. 'Cause what am I going to exercise with myself? I saw him kiss you in the afternoon. 'Cause I was next door in a double room. Oh I was listening through the wall equally he laid you downwardly. I don't know what you did but I heard a audio. Oh is he meliorate? And does he make you scream? Ma ma ma ma ma... allow it go. Let it go.
You lot've got to tell me now if he's better than me. I demand to know. Oh, can't you see? Something strange is getting stronger. I tin can't hang on any longer. Don't y'all know I desire to go abroad? Oh Jesus Christ I know I'm gonna lose the game. I've only got myself to arraign. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. All right.
I'm going to go out town. I'g going to take hold of a train. I'm going somewhere where I can kickoff again. I'1000 going to let go-go but similar y'all said. I'1000 waiting for someone else who can accept the arraign. And is he younger? And tin can he make you express mirth? Ma ma ma ma ma... let information technology go. Oh let information technology get.
After seven years down a dead stop road. I'g going to get off here. I'g going to allow it get. Allow it become.
Can I Have My Assurance Back, Please?
Demo recorded in late-1996/early-1997 as role of the This Is Hardcore sessions. The rail was eventually released on the bonus disc of the This Is Hardcore Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "Some people purchase a Mellotron and write OK Computer, we bought 1 and wrote this. The first vocal I wrote after returning from my American nightmare. It'south pretty self-explanatory really."Lyrics:
At the bottom of the stairway I turned round as I was ready to leave and said: 'Oh can I accept my balls back, please?'Well they might not mean that much to you. Simply they sure equally hell mean so much to me. So can I take my balls back, please?
Oh can I take my balls back, please? Tin I take my balls back, please?
How am I gonna get through my life if you don't render them to me? Oh, no no.
Oh can I have my balls back, please? Oh can I accept my assurance dorsum, please?
I tin can't really be a man. Await at me I'thou down on my knees. Aye.
So I went to New York City to see a doctor thinking maybe that he would understand the state I was in.
He said: "I'd dearly love to help you son, but you encounter the same thing's happened to me."
So now I'm dwelling house and I'thousand asking you just once more. Please.
Oh can I take my balls back, please? Tin I take my balls back, please?
How am I gonna get through my life if you don't return them to me? Oh, no no.
Oh tin can I accept my balls back, delight? Can I have my balls dorsum, please?
Oh I can't actually be a human. Look at me I'grand down on my knees. Yeah.
Oh and I don't know how much longer I can live my life similar this. Bring 'em back.
Oh can I have my balls dorsum, delight? Oh tin can I have my balls dorsum, please?
Oh how am I gonna get through my life if yous don't return them to me? Oh, no no.
And then can I take my balls back, please? Yeah tin I have my assurance dorsum, please?
Oh I can't really exist a man. Expect at me I'm downward on my knees.
Oh and I don't know how much longer I tin alive my life like this.
Come on. Bring 'em back. They're no employ to you anymore. Oh bring them back to me.
Catcliffe Shakedown
Demo recorded every bit part of the Different Course LP sessions at Sheffield's Axis Studio betwixt 5-12 June 1995. The track was eventually released on the bonus disc of the Unlike Class Deluxe Edition.Jarvis: "Now we're talking. The championship is nicked from The Goodies' Cricklewood Shakedown (b-side to The Funky Gibbon, I think) which kind of sets the tone. An ballsy appraisal of the village simply outside Rotherham that we used to rehearse in. Some notes on the words: Taxi drivers invariably did charge "a fare and a half" to get there - This is the starting time appearance of the "Butterball 12 year-olds in Union Jack shorts" who were later to appear in Wickerman on 2001's We Beloved Life - They did actually build an airport in that location but it has since airtight due to lack of interest - Parkin is a heavy, gingery cake usually consumed on Bonfire Night - Matchstalk Men & Matchstalk Cats & Dogs was a massive hitting for Brian & Michael in the mid-seventy'due south - Information technology told the story of the painter L.S. Lowry and they performed it wearing flat caps and clogs - The cooling towers are at present going to exist made into some kind of art projection. I guess this song didn't make information technology on to the anthology due to its similarities (lyrically) to I Spy - (besides, the fact that the music is frankly ridiculous might have had something to do with it)."
Lyrics:
Direct down the Parkway follow your nose to a place where nobody wants to go. It's a fare and a half, they're having a larf. Everybody's broken or they're a dwarf. Pierrot mirror on the wall who is the ace-est of them all? The Catcliffe girl who gets out before her 18th birthday. There'south little old man by the side of the road. Simply where he came from nobody knows. He's so picturesque, a physical wreck, a muddy erstwhile gars with no self-respect. Oh!Oh God you'd meliorate leave town before you get caught in the Catcliffe Shakedown aye. It's a pace to the left, a step to the right. You lot do the Catcliffe Shakedown with all of your might. Oh baby. Shhh... Shhh-Shakedown. Shhh-Shakedown. Pudgy 12 year-olds in Union Jack shorts addicted to java-whitener and frankfurters. And those boys who said, "Mister we just want your machine cos nosotros're taking a girl to the reservoir" are outside the pub. Fine figures of men, exercising and dieting merely doesn't arrange them. "Have a repast in a glass, we're having a laugh, just come over hither and your face nosotros will smash." Oh!
Oh God you'd amend get out boondocks, before you become defenseless in the Catcliffe Shakedown yeah. Shakedown. Shakedown. Shakedown. Oh! Oh no it's not that bad really, not if you've been living in Bosnia for the last yr. Home-mash is still big news around these parts - no ambulation closet should be without it. They were going to build an airport - can you imagine it? "Whilst yous're in the surface area why non stock up on string or attempt some of our duty-gratuitous, Parkin?" Oh aye, let's go.
Run into the rainbow high higher up the viaduct glowing with all the colours of a bottle of spilt milk. Oh it'southward so beautiful just I don't know what it means. Oh, rainbow high above - what exactly are you advertizing? And our idea of sophisticated humour is setting fire to our farts with disposable lighters. Why not try our delicious lager-style beverage with a chocolate-flavoured candy-covered beige? "Expect at those buttercups over there Mummy!" "Concord one under your chin", "What'southward butter mummy?", "Oh, information technology's just a different make of margarine". See the rainbow loftier to a higher place the viaduct glowing with all the colours of a canteen of spilt milk. Oh information technology's so cute simply I don't know what it means. Oh, rainbow high above - what exactly are you advertising?
The film at present cuts to reveal who is watching this docu-drama. A middle-course couple sit in wonder every bit the titles coil. All the nicotine-stains and beer-bellies in this plan were existent. Merely upstairs in his room, amid the Airfix planes, is a pocket-size boy. He sits in the dark, listening for the sound of the train that crosses the viaduct at 4 o'clock every morning time. The railroad train that carries the dismembered remains, the dismembered remains of matchstalk men and matchstalk cats and dogs, and it's coming, and information technology's coming. Oh yes!
"What you looking at?" "I don't know - label fell off." "I'm goin' aht!" "Am I so beautiful you can't cease looking at me? Am I and so cute?" "You don't scare me." "I'll accept you all on." "You and whose regular army?" "Me - me and my fist-y."
Catcliffe you don't intimidate me, your Parkway and your shopping centre, your Panda Pops, your pottery, your motorway junction, your overwhelming stench of failure. Lives that never left starting time base, stunted by vapours from the cooling towers and I will do everything, everything in my power to get away from you. Oh aye.
Cuckoo Song
One of Pulp's most beautiful songs which was written and performed as role of a set of audio-visual songs during 1999. It was inspired by Clarence Ashley'due south 'The Coo Coo Bird' from 1929: "Oh the coo coo is a pretty bird / She warbles as she flies / She never hollers 'coo coo' / Till the fourth day July". Featuring an Omnichord, it was demoed every bit part of the 'Pulp Sessions' at Cosford Mill Studios, Godalming, Surrey in November 1999, and remains stubbornly unreleased. Pulp performed it on only 3 occasions, all during 1999: Venice Palazzo Pisani Moretta (ten June), Edinburgh Queen'southward Hall (31 August) and the Liss Ard Festival, Republic of ireland (2 September). Jarvis also performed it on 2 July 1999 at a tribute concert for Harry Smith's 'Anthology Of American Folk Music' which was ane of a series of concerts for Nick Cavern'southward Meltdown Festival at the Purple Festival Hall in London.Lyrics:
Might sound funny, but when your heart is virtually new, you say 'I'll endeavor' rather than 'I practice'.Yeah, yeah I'll try and get there in the end.
The cuckoo is a pretty bird. It sings the sweetest vocal I've ever heard.
And it reminds me how you stole into my centre and then threw everything away. Away.
And information technology's tragic. It's disgraceful. The way that you and me could plough out being then tasteful.
And I know we said we won't, but you can call me if y'all want. And you lot know I'k always at that place.
I thought you'd like to know - I still think you are the almost, though you lot left me living hither still married to a ghost.
Oh information technology gets then common cold at dark time. Never knew it got so common cold at dark time.
But sometimes dreams come up true. One night when the moon is blue, and then I'll make up to you with a love that's nigh new.
Oh my love, well I... I tried to honey you lot. But I guess I'm out of exercise, and practising is strictly for the birds.
The cuckoo is a pretty bird. It sings the sweetest song I've ever heard.
And information technology reminds me how you stole into my heart and and then threw everything away.
And you lot stay. And it's tragic. Information technology'due south and then shoddy. The mode y'all're making dear to someone else's body.
Oh merely my mankind can go and clamber one-half way up the bedroom wall. And you lot know I'm always there.
I thought y'all'd like to know, well I however think you are the most, though you left me living here forever married to a ghost.
Oh information technology gets and then cold at night time. Never knew it got then cold at night time.
Just sometimes dreams come true. And so i nighttime when the moon is blue, then I'll make up to you with a love that's virtually new.
(Don't) Lose It
Demo recorded as part of the Dissimilar Grade LP sessions at Sheffield's Centrality Studio between v-12 June 1995. Jarvis: "I remember we were going for a kind of Barry White thing on this. It'due south agreeable how I do 'lose information technology' towards the end of the song. Nice keyboards from Marking - who, of course, became a full member of Pulp during the recording of the album." The track was eventually released on the bonus disc of the Dissimilar Class Deluxe Edition.Lyrics:
Do it. Don't lose it. He wants to use it but don't change a single thing. He wants to put information technology down on newspaper and put information technology in a song to sing: How your Father went abroad. How your Mother got her fashion. How your brothers never let you bring together in. Didn't do also well at school, feel a failure just you lot'll exist famous if you let him touch you. Don't lose information technology babe, don't get also direct, don't throw it away, no don't recollect information technology's all wrong. No, no, don't lose it infant. Don't throw it away, it ways more than than a song.They're pinheads. Have y'all met them? Only they've got nil to say. Oh he just stands in that location in the corner and never dares join the game. He wants to take you out to find out what it's all about 'cos he can see that you lot've got something. Only don't allow him accept yous in - he's simply after just one affair and that'southward the thing that makes you different. Don't lose it babe, don't get also direct, don't throw it away, no don't think it's all wrong. Baby, don't lose it babe, don't throw it away, it means more than a song. Don't lose information technology. Lose it.
These things are worthless - y'all see them in a magazine. T-t-trainers, slip-skid dresses, but you know what information technology means. They want a piece of something they accept never felt, something they can't take and they get. In the cease they want to suck y'all dry 'cos even though they turned out wrong. And you lot don't want to, don't desire to, don't want to... Don't lose it babe, don't go that way, don't go too directly, don't think it's all wrong. Baby, don't lose information technology babe, don't throw it away, it ways more than a song. Don't lose information technology. Don't lose it. Lose it (x7)
Duck Diving
A charming vocal first aired as function of Pulp's acoustic prepare of songs in 1999 and performed at the Venice, Edinburgh and Liss Ard shows that year. Back then the song was called Perry Reggae but has also been known as Return To Air afterwards the short story by Philippa Pearce from which the lyrics are directly taken. Pearce originally wrote the story for the BBC School Dissemination serial Over To Yous in 1964 and was spotted by Jarvis in a 1971 English Project Stage ane text book. Pulp also chose to play the song equally part of their most contempo John Skin session, recorded in Maida Vale Studio 4 on 12 August 2001 and broadcast on 28 Baronial 2001.Lyrics:
The Ponds are very big, so that at one end people bathe and at the other end they fish. Old chaps with bald heads sit down on folding stools and fish with rods and lines, and trivial kids squeeze through the railings and wade out into the h2o to fish with nets. But the h2o's much deeper at our end of the Ponds, and that'south where we bathe. You're not allowed to bathe there unless you can swim; but I've always been able to swim. They used to say that was because fat floats - well, I don't mind. They call me Sausage. Only, I don't dive - non from any diving-board, thank yous. I take to have my glasses off to go into the water, and I tin can't come across without them, and I'm just non going to dive, fifty-fifty from the lowest diving-board, and that'due south that, and they stopped nagging nearly it long ago.
And so, this summer, they were all on to me to learn duck-diving. You lot're pond on the surface of the water and of a sudden you up-end yourself just like a duck and swoop down deep into the h2o, and peradventure you swim nigh a bit underwater, and then come up once again. I daresay ducks begin doing it soon later they're built-in. It'south dissimilar for them.
So I was learning to duck-dive - to swim down to the bottom of the Ponds, and pick upward a brick they'd thrown in, and bring information technology upwards over again. You lot practice that in case you have to rescue anyone from drowning - say, they'd sunk for the tertiary time and gone to the lesser. Of course, they'd exist bigger and heavier than a brick, but I suppose yous have to brainstorm with bricks and work up gradually to people.
The swimming-instructor said, 'Sausage, I'm going to throw the brick in.' Information technology was a brick with a scrap of old white flannel round information technology, to brand it testify up under-water. 'Sausage, I'm going to throw it in, and you go
after it - become afterward it, Sausage, and become it before it reaches the bottom and settles in the mud, or yous'll never get it.'He'd made everyone come out of the water to requite me a chance, and they were standing watching. I could see them blurred along the banking company, and I could hear them talking and laughing; only there wasn't a audio in the h2o except me simply treading water gently, waiting. And then I saw the brick go over my head as the teacher threw information technology and there was a splash equally information technology went into the water alee of me; and I thought: I tin't do it - my legs won't up-end this time - they feel just flabby - they'll float, but they won't up-cease - they tin can't upwardly-end - it'south different for ducks... But while I was thinking all that, I'd taken a deep breath, and then my head actually went downward and my legs went upward into the air - I could feel them there, merely air around them, and and then there was water circular them, considering I was going downward into the h2o, afterwards all. Right down into the water; straight downwardly...
At outset my eyes were shut, although I didn't know I'd shut them. When I did realize, I forced my eyelids upwards against the h2o to see. Because, although I can't run across much without my glasses, as I've said, I don't believe anyone could see much nether-h2o in those Ponds; and then I could encounter as much as anyone.
The water was like a thick greeny-brown lemonade, with wispy little things moving very slowly near in information technology - or mayhap they were but movements of the h2o, non things at all; 50 couldn't tell. The brick had a few seconds' showtime of me, of form, merely I could however come across a whitish glimmer that must exist the flannel round it: it was alee of me, fading away into the lower h2o as I moved after it.
The funny matter well-nigh swimming under-water is its being so still and quiet and shady down there, after all the air and sunlight and splashing and shouting just upwards above. I was shut correct in by the quiet, greeny-dark-brown h2o, just me lonely with the brick ahead of me, both of us making towards the bottom.
The Ponds are deep, but I knew they weren't too deep; and, of form, I knew I'd enough air in my lungs from the jiff I'd taken. I knew all that. Down nosotros went, and the lemonade-look quite went from the water, and it became just a dark blackish-brown, and you lot'd wonder you could run into anything at all. Especially as the bit of white flannel seemed to have come off the brick by the time information technology reached the bottom and I'd caught up with it. The brick looked different downwards there, anyhow, and it had already settled right into the mud - there was only one corner left sticking upwards. I dug into the mud with my fingers and got hold of the thing, and then I didn't call up of anything except getting up over again with it into the air.
Touching the bottom similar that had stirred upwardly the mud, so that I began going up through a thick cloud of information technology. I permit myself go up - they say fat floats, you know - but I was shooting myself upwards, likewise. I was in a hurry. The funny thing was, I only began to be afraid when I was going back. I of a sudden thought: maybe I've swum nether-water much as well far - perhaps I'll come up at the far end of the Ponds among all the fishermen and foul their lines and perhaps get a fish-hook caught in the flesh of my cheek. And all the time I was going upwards quite quickly, and the h2o was changing from brown-blackness to green-brownish and then to bright lemonade. I could nigh see the sun shining through the h2o, I was so near the surface. It wasn't until then that I felt actually frightened: I thought I was moving much too slowly and I'd never reach the air over again in time.
Never the air again...
Then suddenly I was at the surface - I'd exploded back from the water into the air. For a while I couldn't think of anything, and I couldn't do anything except let out the old breath I'd been holding and take a couple of fresh, quick ones, and tread water - and hang on to that brick.
Pond water was trickling down inside my nose and into my oral cavity, which I detest. But in that location was air all round and higher up, for me to breathe, to live.
And then I noticed they were shouting from the bank. They were cheering and shouting, 'Sausage! Sausage!' and the instructor was hallooing with his hands round his oral cavity, and bellowing to me: 'What on globe have you got in that location, Sausage?'
Then then I turned myself properly round - I'd come up almost facing the fishermen at the other end of the Swimming, but otherwise only a few feet from where I'd gone downwardly; and then that was all correct. I turned round and swam to the bank and they hauled me out and gave me my glasses to have a good look at what I'd brought up from the bottom.
Considering it wasn't a brick. It was just virtually the size and shape of one, but it was a tin - an onetime tin box with no paint left on information technology and all brownish-black slime from the bottom of the Ponds. Information technology was heavy as a brick because information technology was full of mud. Don't get excited, every bit nosotros did: there was nothing there but mud. We strained all the mud through our fingers, simply there wasn't annihilation else there - non fifty-fifty a bit of old sandwich or the remains of bait. I idea in that location might have been, because the tin can could have belonged to ane of the old chaps that have ever fished at the other end of the Ponds. They often bring their dinners with them in bags or tins, and they have tins for bait, as well. It could accept been dropped into the water at their end of the Ponds and got moved to our finish with the move of the water. Otherwise I don't know how that tin box can have got there. Anyway, information technology must have been there for years and years, by the look of it. When you think, information technology might accept stayed at that place for years and years longer; perchance stayed sunk under-water for ever.
I've cleaned the tin can upward and I keep it on the mantelpiece at abode with my coin collection in it. I had to duck-swoop afterward for another brick, and I got it all right, without being frightened at all; but it didn't seem to matter every bit much as coming upwards with the tin. I shall keep the tin as long as I alive, and I might easily live to be a hundred.
Everybody'due south Problem
Released every bit a 7" unmarried in September 1983. Besides available on the Carmine Red re-outcome CD of 'It', both of which are now very rare. The song is a surprisingly good second single driven forward by upwardly-beat out vocals, fast drumming and Trumpet fanfares. The fact that it sounds the most commercially 'popular' sounding song of their work at the time is no surprise as this was the track that was the consequence of director Tony Perrin's persuasion to Jarvis to endeavor and write songs like Wham. Vocally, Jarvis sounds exceptionally young, which he is of course, and compared to the vocally superior B side 'There Was', he sounds pretty refreshing and confident. You'd probably pay around �thirty - �40 for a mint copy, so those who desire to hear it are probably better off getting a tape recording of information technology or buying one of the Cherry Red compilation CDs.Lyrics:
Standing there before you defences thrown aside. I idea I heard you lot laughing but when I asked you said you'd cried. I wanted to believe you. Yes I wanted to feel strong. But looking at my picture I realised I must be incorrect.Sounds and then weak. Information technology sounds and then fey. Information technology doesn't sound like what I meant to say. I speak to yous with a borrowed tongue. Shall I cease right at present, or blindly carry on?
It's everybody'south problem, just I'm not everyone. I only accept i viewpoint - don't talk to me of right or wrong. And didn't I often tell you, oh didn't I often say that something in your mode that really takes my breath away?
It's not weak to show I care. I know of those who wouldn't fifty-fifty bear. The fact remains I feel a need. Is information technology dearest or is information technology simply greed?
It'south not weak to testify I intendance. I know of those who wouldn't even bear. The fact remains I experience a demand. Is it honey or is it just greed?
You cull what you believe in as far equally I'm concerned. But one thing I tin can tell you is innocence cannot be learned. I wish you'd stop me talking, oh I wish you lot'd shut my mouth. Well the reason why I tell you is I call back that you could help me out. And if you do then there's no uncertainty that all my problems won't simply fly away.
Frightened
Demo recorded equally office of the His 'n' Hers LP demos at Sheffield's Axis Studio between x-xi September 1993. The track was somewhen released on the bonus disc of the His 'n' Hers Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "Aha! This is like a Frankenstein that combines His 'n' Hers (the song) and The Fearfulness. I was obsessed with the horror of domesticity at the time - I think the fact that we rehearsed in a pottery warehouse blimp to the gills with trinkets and figurines had something to do with it. (Very collectable now, of grade)."Lyrics:
When his 'due north' hers has taken hold.And your sweatshirts match. Oh you'd better, oh yous'd meliorate buy Assuming.
You're ii of a kind and your pets await the same.
Yeah you're parading the aisles on a Lord's day baby, tin can you recall your name?
And the figurines have taken over the house. And it's a hell of a mess.
And the pictures won't stand up direct anymore. Don't they understand that you've given your best?
It looks like it's defunction for you. Just every bit long equally they match with the chairs and the sofa.
Colour-coordinated for 2, yeah.
Ooh, ooh yep I'm frightened. Yeah, yeah, aye it frightens me. The way I feel about you. The way I feel when I'm without you.
Ooh, ooh aye I'k frightened. Ooh-ooh ooh yeah, it frightens me. The way I feel about you. The way I feel when I'm without y'all.
I cut your head off crusade I've ever loved your listen.
I took your clothes off just to see what I could find.
You never told me when to stop. At present I tin can't control myself.
Christ, to think I gave you all my middle and yous put it on the shelf.
Ooh, ooh yes I'm frightened. Yeah, yeah-yeah you affright me. The way I feel about you. The manner I feel when I'm without you.
Ooh, ooh yeah I'm frightened. Ooh-ooh ooh yeah, you affright me. The way I feel about you. The mode I feel when I'm without y'all.
Frightened. Frightened of wall coverings. Frightened of [??] Frightened of endowment plans.
Frightened of valances. Frightened of fitted sheets. Frightened of James Dean posters.
Frightened of storage jars. Frightened. Frightened of clip-frames. Frightened of 26-inch screens.
Frightened of... frightened. Frightened of video search manner microwave dralon-uphostered.
Got To Accept Dearest
Demo recorded every bit role of the 'Pulp Sessions' at Cosford Manufacturing plant Studios, Godalming, Surrey in November 1999.Lyrics:
Got to have honey. You got to have dearest. (x2)Got to have love. Yous got to take honey. (x2)
Got to have love. You got to have love. (x8)
Got to have dear. Y'all got to take love. (x5)
Grandfather's Plant nursery
Demo recorded as part of the 'Wessex Demos' at Wessex Studios, London in late 1999/early on 2000.Lyrics:
This used to be a garden, now it's a national tragedyOh lady of drinking glass houses, where is the flower that will comprehend the stench of the city?
Well, it's lying in tatters amidst cellophane wrappers
And I have to go out of this plant nursery - yeah that would be a first for me
And peradventure I'll find her and lay down beside her in fields of light-green and wait for the rain...
This used to be a woods, now it'southward a whiskey distillery
Oh lady of glass houses, where is the drink that will bring back my senses to me?
Well I search for the tree that she mentioned to me
Only it's no good cause they all expect the same - meet I never learnt their names at schoolhouse
And perchance I'll find her and lay downwards beside her in fields of dark-green and wait for the rain...
This used to be a playground, at present it'southward your Granddaddy's nursery
Oh lady of glass houses, show me the establish that I can bring dorsum my truthful love to me
Well she sailed down the river, now I long to go with her
I must find her earlier she reaches the sea - or it'due south the end for me
Oh possibly I'll find her and lay downward beside her and constitute a seed and wait for the rain...
And here comes the rain
And here comes the rain
And here comes the rain (hither comes the rain, here comes the rain)
Yeah here comes the rain (here comes the rain, here comes the pelting)
And here comes the rain (hither comes the rain, here comes the rain)
Yeah here comes the pelting (here comes the rain, here comes the rain)
Hither comes the rain (here comes the rain, here comes the pelting)
Yes here comes the rain (here comes the pelting, here comes the pelting)
And here comes the rain
It's A Dingy World
Demo recorded in late-1996/early-1997 as part of the This Is Hardcore sessions. In spite of the fact the song was polished-upwardly to the point that information technology was a finished production, Dirty Earth was unforgivably left off the This Is Hardcore LP and didn't even feature equally a b-side. It was somewhen released on the bonus disc of the This Is Hardcore Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "Towards the end of the anthology sessions we came upwards with this song which ended up being left off the final anthology. Information technology was based on a daughter I'd met in a dark society who chosen herself 'Miss High-Boot' (with good reason). I never had whatever kind of thing with her simply she... defenseless my imagination. The insistent 'beep' noise that goes through the track is the electronic horn I had on my wheel at the fourth dimension. God knows who played the timbales."Lyrics:
She said she trained to exist a dancer.But she had a proper job by day.
Charlie Chaplin knew her begetter.
Before he passed abroad.
Asked could I help her with a trouble.
She doesn't become out much no more:
"I'm non looking for a lover, no no no. I wanna trip the light fantastic that's all."
Oh I wanna trip the light fantastic toe that's all. I wanna dance that's all. I wanna dance that's all.
And all around the earth are people singing "Hallelujah!"
And every man in town wants to do it to ya.
With your back up again the cigarette machine.
Oh it's bad for your health if you know what I mean, oh yeah. Oh yeah.
And the guys at the front end have seen your act one 1000000 times earlier.
But nobody does information technology quite the same then they're sitting down for more.
Merely you're making them feel and then useless and impaired. Cause they've seen it all and they still can't come. Ahhhhh.
Let me tell ya: It's a muddied world. Oh information technology'due south a dirty world. It's a dirty world. It's a muddy world. Information technology's a muddied earth.
And everybody in the firm says "whoah".
And everybody in the firm says "yeah".
Everybody in the business firm says "whoah".
Everybody in the firm says "yeah".
With the menstruation features and original grit and the china everywhere.
And you dance till the place goes upward in flames.
And then you lay down in the charred remains.
That's where I come in with my 2d-hand excuse for technique, aye. Technique, yes.
Oh ain't that a treat, aye?
Everybody in the house says "whoah".
And everybody in the firm says "yes".
Everybody in the house says "whoah".
And everybody in the house says "yeah".
You encounter, I always wanted to be a dancer.
But I only could not get it correct.
It got me down at parties.
So I used to sit down and drink all night.
Now I see it's non and so hard.
All I needed was a partner.
Someone fifty-fifty dirtier than me.
And I'chiliad so glad I found ya.
Aye I'1000 so glad I found ya.
Oh it'southward a dirty world. Information technology'due south a muddy earth. It'southward a muddy world.
It's a dirty world.
[echo to fade]Everybody in the house says "whoah". And everybody in the firm says "yep". [repeat to fade]
Live On
"This song is only about shit things... either you lot get depressed by shit things or you just have to make a joke of them. And I attempt to brand a joke of them even though sometimes it'due south quite difficult. Simply in the end you just have to alive on." [Jarvis: Salford University concert 28 May 1992]Another 1 of those hidden classics that was eventually shelved due to the personal nature of the lyrics - and then Jarvis reckons. Nevertheless, it's still a blindingly passionate (if not spiteful) song, made even more than interesting because of the sensative subject field matter. Live On was performed frequently at Pulp's concerts between 1991-1993. A spectacular session version of the song is included on the bonus disc of the His 'n' Hers Deluxe Edition CD.
Lyrics:
I woke upwardly in the morning I was still alive. The mirror says I'm fifty-five years one-time. If I don't look his style, I'm gonna do okay. I'm gonna last another twenty-four hours without your love ( Ma ma ma ma ma ma) Last some other solar day without your honey. Oh now no 1 lives alone for more than half a twelvemonth. That's what a friend of mine once said to me. There's more things in the world than holding hands and kissing girls. You've got to last another solar day without your love (ma ma ma ma ma ma) Terminal another twenty-four hours without your honey (ma ma ma ma ma ma) Last another day without your beloved. Oh just I dreamt (or thought) of you last night. And the world split into two - I tried to heed to some records but they were all singing about you. I can't live on never knowing where my soul is going when I die. I can't terminal another day without your honey (ma ma ma ma ma ma) I tin't last another day without your dearest (ma ma ma ma ma ma) I can't final another day without your honey.
Oh yep, well I realise I should remember well-nigh somebody new instead. That'due south what I tried to do, only the ones I liked looked just like you - Gotta last another day without your love ( ma ma ma ma ma ma) Last another mean solar day without your love (ma ma ma ma ma ma) Last another day without your love.
Oh but I dreamt (or thought) of yous final night. And the world separate into two. I tried to listen to some records merely they were all singing most you. I can't live on never knowing where my soul is going when I dice. I can't last another mean solar day without your love (ma ma ma ma ma ma) I tin can't last another day without your love (ma ma ma ma ma ma) I can't last another day without your love.
It's okay, I'grand not a child anymore. I can last another day without your love. If I focus all my thoughts on something stupid, I can last another twenty-four hour period without your love. Ooh gonna last another day, terminal another day, last another solar day, concluding another twenty-four hour period, last another 24-hour interval, last another day, last another day, Good god!
Oh but I dreamt (or thought) of you last night. And the globe separate into two I tried to mind to some records just they were all singing about you. I can't live on never knowing where my soul is going when I die I can't last some other day without your love (ma ma ma ma ma ma) I tin can't terminal another day without your love (ma ma ma ma ma ma) I can't last another day without your beloved.
Modern Marriage
Demo recorded in late-1996/early-1997 as part of the This Is Hardcore sessions. The track was somewhen released on the bonus disc of the This Is Hardcore Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "An endeavor to imagine a new gear up of wedding vows more suited to the modern age. I am audibly inebriated on this recording which is probably because I was engaged at the fourth dimension. The marriage never took place. The second appearance of "Butterball blobs wearing Union-Jack underpants" who were finally to surface in Wickerman on 2001'south We Beloved Life. The first was in Catcliffe Shakedown."Lyrics:
I hope not to rip you off. And I promise not to sell you out.I volition never smoke all your stash if I happen to find it whilst tidying upwardly. Which let'southward face it is unlikely.
Well, I would ever exit you at least a joint's worth anyway.
And I will never consume the last bit of cereal and then put the empty packet back hoping you won't discover.
Or if I do I'll pay for the next lot I hope. Because I know that actually gets on your fretfulness.
And I will never sleep with any of your friends. Well not your all-time friends.
I don't know just what I'yard meant to do. I don't want to make it wrong for you.
How can we escape what's happened to all those others who've gone before u.s.a. 2?
Baby we have lived together. Now we'll do it all forever.
Concur my hand, don't ever let it become. Close your eyes, concord tight and here nosotros go.
And how practice we avert being like all those other cheese-masters?
Demonstrating the facilities of their new car and the trouser-press.
From hunter-gatherer to washer-dryer is a long, foreign trip.
And what if our kids turn into butterball blobs wearing union-jack underpants, fond to coffee-whitener?
Swollen caricatures of something vaguely recognisable as a homo beingness - a homo being that you in one case loved.
I don't know just what I'yard meant to do. I don't want to brand information technology wrong for you.
How can we escape what'south happened to all those others who've gone earlier us two?
Baby nosotros have lived together. At present we'll do it all forever.
Agree my hand, don't ever let it go. Close your eyes, hold tight and here nosotros go.
So this is information technology. Nosotros're walking down the alley, the dawning of a new era.
Is this the start of a new airbrushed Disney-life or some 36-role depressing-as-hell Northern drama to exist repeated every night for the rest of our lives?
And I'm frightened, oh yeah, I'k shitting Barratt houses here. Is this the right matter?
And and then suddenly I'1000 turning to look at your face and I'm maxim "I do. I do. I practise".
I don't know just what I'g meant to do. I don't want to make it incorrect for you.
How tin can we escape what'due south happened to all those who have gone before us two?
Baby we accept lived together. Now we'll do information technology all forever.
Hold my hand, don't e'er let information technology go. Close your eyes, concur tight and here nosotros go.
Oooh-oooh. Oh ooh-ooh ooohh. Ah-oooh. Ah-oooh. La-la la-la. Ooh la-la. La-la la-la-la. La-la la-la-la. La-la la-la la-laa la-la.
"I do."
My Erection
Demo recorded in late-1996/early-1997 as part of the This Is Hardcore sessions. The track was eventually released on the bonus disc of the This Is Hardcore Palatial Edition. Jarvis: "The genital obsession continues. I think I was so desperate to exist somebody else that I started singing through a vocoder to try to completely erase my personality. Party Hard and Seductive Barry also came from this menstruum. Very expert Fender Rhodes playing from Mark on this."My First Wife
Recorded from the audience by Mark Webber at the Barracuda Club, Nottingham, fifteen July 1987, and released later that year along with 'Don't You Desire Me Anymore' on the "Oozing Through The Ozone Layer" Cassette. Thanks to Marking Sturdy for details.Nights Of Surburbia
Recorded live at the Octagon Centre, Sheffield on i September 1985 at the Dolebusters Festival. Somewhen released on the Dolebusters compilation tape in 1987 called "See Y'all Later Agitator" which also featured Steve'southward pre-Lurid band 'Trolley Domestic dog Shag'. The song is different to Styloroc: Nites Of Suburbia which was first recorded for the Island Demo in 1992. However, the lyrics for Styloroc: Nites Of Suburbia first appeared in the "Come across You Afterwards Anarchist" record booklet which is reproduced in the latter half of the Lurid People Scrapbook Volume one. Thanks to Mark Sturdy for detailsPaula
Demo recorded as office of the Different Class LP sessions at Sheffield's Axis Studio betwixt 5-12 June 1995. The rail was eventually released on the bonus disc of the Dissimilar Class Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "Paula was a girl from Hull in a wheelchair, who used to come to a lot of our concerts. Her hair was actually a very nice bright cherry colour. The vocal isn't virtually her at all; I but liked her name. In fact, I don't know who it's most really. Features the cheesiest guitar solo ever (can't retrieve whether it was me or Russell who played that one)."Lyrics:
Hey hey Paula, I never thought we'd last this long. Your voice annoys me and your hair'due south all wrong, so wrong.Oh and Paula, I don't like any of your friends. Yes, and horoscopes only transport me fast comatose.
Oh funny how we still spend the night together, oh even though we don't see ane thing the same. Merely we still do it over again. Oh aye nosotros do it again.
Oh Paula, I just can't get information technology through my head how yous tin can look so bad but be so good in bed. So expert.
Oh funny how nosotros withal spend the night together, oh fifty-fifty though nosotros don't see one thing the aforementioned. But withal we exercise it again. Oh yes we practice information technology once more, aye.
Oh funny how we still spend the night together, oh even though nosotros don't see i thing the same. And still we do it over again. Oh aye we exercise it over again.
Oh now Paula. I call back information technology's time that you should become. Until tonight at least and then we can go to bed. Allow's become to bed.
Ooooooo. Ooooooo. La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la. La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (x3). Oh.
The Quiet Revolution
Demo recorded as office of the 'Pulp Sessions' at Cosford Mill Studios, Godalming, Surrey in November 1999. Performed live in 1999 at Venice Palazzo Pisani Moretta (10 June), Edinburgh Queen's Hall (31 August) and the Liss Ard Festival, Ireland (two September).Lyrics:
You never saw my homeworkAnd information technology was something to see
Hiding under a duvet cover, tragically
My Macbeth was an error of judgement, and no-one wants to meet my Lear
Oh the quiet revolution'southward here
In domestic dramas
All across the nation
Gifted amateurs tread the boards all nighttime full of inner motivation
Is this a microwave I see before me every bit the clock strikes 3am?
Thus it would appear
I can hardly expect for my fate to appear
Oh the quiet revolution's here
Oh simply you lot - you keep on rocking even though your friends are dropping dead similar flies, wearing stockings
Oh keep rockin', yeah yeah yeah
Y'all could take heard a pin drop at Gatecrasher last Thursday 4am
Of people dancing to the rhythm of their own heartbeats, 140bpm
Oh merely yous gotta slow down my son if wanna know only what'southward happening here
Oh the quiet revolution is hither
Yeah, I've seen how the globe ends
And it's not with a bang, but a whisper
And no-1 provided an emotional commentary
Oh what you gonna to practice with the residue of your life now at that place's never zip proficient on TV?
Oh if the world's a phase, how you may as well exist the star of your own play
Crusade the quiet revolution is hither to stay
Oh well you could, y'all keep on rockin' even though your friends are dropping dead like flies, wearing stockings
Oh, yeah go on rockin' yep, yeah, yep, yeah-yeah yeah
Shhh! Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!
Oh the quiet revolution is here
Rattlesnake
Demo recorded at FON Studios, Sheffield in July 1987.Lyrics:
I but went dorsum on my promise. The one I kept through countless agesAll I did was hold her hand. The world split into two tonight
And information technology's and so big I tin can't believe information technology. Hovers over every action
In the distance getting nearer. It will be here past tonight
Thought that I could live without it. Tried but information technology merely came back stronger
Merely one touch and it'south all over. I must have it all this evening
And this time it could be forever. It might simply last an hour
Turn my caput to encounter her face. And I must requite my life tonight
Oh requite it at present. Oh I will exist your love tonight
Oh I tin't requite information technology at present. Give me your life tonight
Mmm give it.
And the hardest part. The hardest part is when you stop
Ohhh... la laa... la la la la la-la-la
Ohhh...oh-hooo. Oh-hooo-ooo. Oh-hooo-ooo.
Ohhh... la la la la la
Street Operator
Demo recorded in late-1996/early on-1997 as office of the This Is Hardcore sessions. The rails was eventually released on the bonus disc of the This Is Hardcore Palatial Edition. Jarvis: "Once we got famous I couldn't drink in normal pubs anymore so I started going to the Groucho Guild in Soho. Having read a lot of Jeffrey Bernard I thought maybe I would get involved in heated discussions with inebriated painters. Instead I institute a load of cocked-up ex-public schoolboys listening enthralled to a certain well-known writer describe scoring drugs from someone on a council manor."In that location Was
The wonderfully soothing B side to 'Everybodys Problem'. At its simplest, information technology is made up of a repetitive guitar playing through Jarvis' smoothen voice, backed up past a female voice (not at all dissimilar the songs that Saskia and others provided vocals for on 'It'). Out of this summery hazyness come some fantabulous cheesy organ 'beep beeps' which brand you feel like you're sailing down a river out to the ocean. If y'all endeavour hard enough you lot can fifty-fifty meet the Seagulls squarking effectually the Lighthouse. Very 'It' like indeed, and Jarvis' vocals are superb - unlike 'Everybodys Problem, it'southward seems like the by one and a one-half decades have not changed his voice at all. Love it!Lyrics:
We're talking once again. Smiling and laughing. Ignoring the by. Well I hope you lot're happy.I know at that place was something. Please don't let it die away. I know what you're thinking. I know what yous desire to say.
I won't give information technology names for names have no uses. Only shots in the nighttime or like shooting fish in a barrel excuses.
I know there was something. Please don't let it die away. I know what you're thinking. I know what you want to say. Lala-lala (x13).
I know there was something. Please don't let it die away I know what y'all're thinking. I know what you desire to say.
Watching Nicky
Recorded for Island in the 'Fallout Shelter' Demo on 7 May 1992. The track was eventually released on the bonus disc of the His 'n' Hers Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "Another one from the audition tape. I judge this was an attempt to write another song like Babies - seeing every bit Nick came upward with the guitar scrap for Babies peradventure that explains the title. It was actually based on the truthful-life story of a girl I'd gone out with almost a twelvemonth earlier. And the 'kids throwing stones' incident took place underneath the viaduct that was later to star in Wickerman."Lyrics:
Watching Nicky turn from a girl into a wife is like watching all the life drain out of Nicky. Seventeen terminal June, thirty-four this May. What else tin can I say about you lot, Nicky?Oh no she'southward non painting any more than. Spends the evenings locked indoors, and at present, something's just not going right for Nicky. Oh yeah. Her mother said she'd mind the kid, and when it came she never did. At present you're not smiling anymore, no Nicky. Oh no no no no no no Nicky.
I remember we went out and got stuck under a bridge. The kids were throwing stones at me and Nicky. If I could run into her at present, I'd shout beyond and say, "Hey Nicky - run abroad, practise it now Nicky."
Because she'south non painting any more. She spends her evenings locked indoors, and now, something's just not going right for Nicky. Oh aye. Her female parent said she'd heed the kid, just when it came she never did. Now you're not smiling anymore, no Nicky. Oh no no no no no no Nicky. Oh Nicky. Oh Nicky. Nicky. Mamamama (etc).
Oh she'due south non painting any more. Spends the evenings locked indoors, and now, something's just not going right for Nicky. Yep aye yeah yeah yes yeah Nicky. Ma ma ma ma ma ma Nicky. Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa oh Nicky. Ma ma ma ma ma ma Nicky. Oh yes yeah yes yeah. Nicky.
We Tin Trip the light fantastic Again
Demo recorded as part of the Different Grade LP sessions at Sheffield's Centrality Studio between 5-12 June 1995. Pulp have only performed the vocal one time earlier at the London Theatre Royal on xviii December 1994, when it had very different lyrics in the verses (it opened with: "Oh you've been waiting for this moment to get in since late September 1985 / And y'all spotter the icebergs melt before your eyes / You can dance again"). Jarvis: "At one time we thought this was going to be our next big hit after 'Babies'. We played it at our Christmas 1994 show at the Theatre Royal Drury Lane and information technology brought the house down (quite literally: the balconies to the venue suffered pretty severe structural damage). My Mum still asks me when we're going to release it." The track was eventually released on the bonus disc of the Different Class Palatial Edition.Lyrics:
We have made a choice - no we don't want to dice. Nosotros want to look the futurity firmly in the centre. Speaking personally I take to say that I would like to trip the light fantastic once again. Yeah we know that 99% is crap but we're the other 1% - what you gonna do about that? We want something to happen, nosotros want it to come fast. We want to dance once more.Oh nosotros tin dance over again, take a run a risk again. If you can go far outdoors you can do it once more. It'south alright again. And if you hold me tight I might only stay the night and nosotros'll forget where we've been, all the crap we have seen. It's alright once more. Alright again. Alright.
Tin can yous believe that it was only yesterday? That there was nothing going on - nothing to play. We don't want trouble - no, nosotros but want to say: We'd similar to dance once more. And so although information technology doesn't mean a single thing, oh well it might just make us express joy, and it might just make u.s.a. sing. And information technology might assist us forget that we don't know where we're going. If we tin dance once more. Dance once again, oh yeah.
Oh nosotros can trip the light fantastic again, take a adventure once again. If you tin can make it outdoors you tin practice it once more. Information technology's alright again. And if y'all hold me tight I might just stay the night, we'll forget where we've been, all the crap we accept seen. It's alright once again. Alright again. Alright. La-la la-la la.
Oh information technology's okay. Oh it'southward non the finish of the world. It's but some boys and some girls making fools of themselves. Everybody's singing! We can dance once again, adventure again. If yous can make it outdoors, nosotros can do it again. It's alright once more. And if you agree me tight I might simply stay the night. We'll forget where we've been, all the crap we take seen. It's alright again. Alright again. Alright.
Oh we can dance again, hold my hand again and information technology's alright. Your pilus is beautiful, yes. Oooo-hooo-ooo-ooo. Oh yeah nosotros can dance over again, hold my manus again and it's alright. Your hair is cute, yeah. Oooo-hooo-ooo-ooo. La-la la-la la.
Whiskey In The Jar
Pulp played this Thin Lizzy comprehend version as role of the Black Sessions broadcast on Radio France, xxx October 1995. This session track is available on both the Childline CD and on special copies of the French Common People CD. To my cognition Lurid take since performed the song on simply two other occasions - at the V96 Festival soundcheck at Chelmsford Hylands Park on 17 August 1996, and at the special Holsten Pils concert at the Teatre Grec Ampitheatre, Barcelona on 24 August 1996.You lot Are The One
Demo recorded in late-1996/early-1997 every bit part of the This Is Hardcore sessions. The rails was eventually released on the bonus disc of the This Is Hardcore Deluxe Edition. Jarvis: "'You lot are the one' was a phrase we used to use whenever anybody did something exceptionally good or entertaining. I gauge if more songs like this had made information technology on to the album people might non have found the gulf betwixt This Is Hardcore and Different Class so wide. But they didn't."
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His 'n' Hers US promo paperback volume
Issued to promote the His 'n' Hers LP in America.ISLBN 314-524 006 214
Part One: The Words
Part Two: The Facts
Office Three: The Biography
Office Iv: The Discography
Epilogue
Mutual People Comic Volume
A fantastic promo item issued by Island in France which was included with some copies of the Common People CD. The comic illustrates the lyrics to the song Common People and also includes a Pulp discography. It sells for approximately �x although you'll have to pay more for a shrink wrapped copy which includes the Mutual People CD. Hither'due south the introduction that was written to educate the French masses almost the wonders of Pulp:"They're part of melodic continuum that began in England's trip the light fantastic toe hall during WW1. More than recent points on that timeline have included The Kinks, Roxy music, Bowie (Diamond Dogs era), The Smiths and Blur. Pulp'due south songs nowadays a very English language slice of life, garnished with bathos, wit and sense of humor. The melange includes guitars, bass, drums, violin, a very cheesy Farfisa organ (how retro!) ans [sic] the inimitable vocal stylings of Mr Jarvis Cocker. Pulp have been effectually for almost 15 years as a loose entity with a mottled indie past. Pulp'southward Island Records signing and subsequent release of their album, "His 'n' Hers" marked their major label debut. With "Dissimilar Course", they triggered a real Pulpmania. As a tribute to the unmarried "Common People", the Tank Girl cartoonist, Jamie Hewlett, specially drew a drawing, illustrating the lyrics."
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