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Pulp - Common People
Happy Sunday! This song makes me want to be in a musical full of songs written by Jarvis Cocker where I spend most of the time just sneering at people. Meanwhile, listen to those lyrics…
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you’ll never get it right
`Cos when you’re laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all
You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do what common people do
You’ll never fail like common people
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance, and drink, and screw
Because there’s nothing else to do
And you’ll hear the plight of Williamsburg, Brooklyn epitomized in one song. And don’t ever forget William Shatner/Joe Jackson’s cover of the song, which…is genius.
"Brand’s character was over-sexed, self-absorbed and had perfected a certain kind of sneering, condescending tone. I don’t know about you, but I can’t think of a songwriter better suited for the job."
Pulp - Party Hard
IF YOU DIDN’T COME TO PARTY, THEN WHY DID YOU COME HERE?
"Now Listen: these freaks we’re talking about, they’re just normal people gone a bit wrong, that’s all. Something happened to them and they never got over it. Now they walk around in a daze with twisted innards and blank faces, wanting to join in but too scared to make the jump. It’s sad but don’t bother crying: they still eat and drink and watch T.V. just like anyone else.
And they smoke."
Jarvis instructs us on how to pose for photos like a (6’2”) famous person.
![hortenseg:
Oh, dear lord, it’s a mini-Jarvis[1].
The music world is saved, people!
(via the Daily Mail, bleh)
[1] Yes, his genetic offspring!](http://6.media.tumblr.com/NcmAN6EOeq29w01lrAD6nKI6o1_500.jpg)
Oh, dear lord, it’s a mini-Jarvis[1].
The music world is saved, people!
(via the Daily Mail, bleh)
[1] Yes, his genetic offspring!
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
A Saturday serenade, courtesy of ex2, and also because it didn’t seem worth doing an entire post just to say there’s a whole Pulp wiki, did you know that?
You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age
Like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid
Like a film that’s so bad but I’ve got to stay till the end You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
While you smile …
Like a Friend, Pulp
Jarvis Cocker, Songbook, in 6 or so parts online: chatting in his beardy bespectacled look and solo acoustic performances of Shakespeare Rock, Joyriders, Babies, Sorted for Es & Wizz, Common People, Something Changed, and from A to I.
Pulp - Common People
Happy Sunday! This song makes me want to be in a musical full of songs written by Jarvis Cocker where I spend most of the time just sneering at people. Meanwhile, listen to those lyrics…
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you’ll never get it right
`Cos when you’re laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all
You’ll never live like common people
You’ll never do what common people do
You’ll never fail like common people
You’ll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance, and drink, and screw
Because there’s nothing else to doAnd you’ll hear the plight of Williamsburg, Brooklyn epitomized in one song. And don’t ever forget William Shatner/Joe Jackson’s cover of the song, which…is genius.
Pulp - Party Hard
IF YOU DIDN’T COME TO PARTY, THEN WHY DID YOU COME HERE?
And they smoke."
Jarvis instructs us on how to pose for photos like a (6’2”) famous person.
Oh, dear lord, it’s a mini-Jarvis[1].
The music world is saved, people!
(via the Daily Mail, bleh)
[1] Yes, his genetic offspring!
A Saturday serenade, courtesy of ex2, and also because it didn’t seem worth doing an entire post just to say there’s a whole Pulp wiki, did you know that?
You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age
Like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoid
Like a film that’s so bad but I’ve got to stay till the end You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
While you smile …Like a Friend, Pulp
Jarvis Cocker, Songbook, in 6 or so parts online: chatting in his beardy bespectacled look and solo acoustic performances of Shakespeare Rock, Joyriders, Babies, Sorted for Es & Wizz, Common People, Something Changed, and from A to I.
