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Fairground

Deur: Pulp
Album: unknown
Land: *****
Soort musiek: *****
Ranking: 193785 ↓-2870

Pulp » Fairground

As the signs outside proclaimed,
Nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame,
Inside the damp grass and tilted tent?
As the signs outside proclaimed,
Nature sometimes makes mistakes.
Was it the mother or the father to blame,
Inside the damp grass and tilted tent?

Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head
Will be spinning,
I said your head
Is your feet.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
At the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us,
His cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)

I sought shelter from the storm in a small inn by the coast.
In the children's room three identical sisters sat,
Except for the one who was hideously deformed;
Her grotesque features seemed to parody her sisters' beauty,
Ridiculing and mocking everything i held dear.

Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head
Will be spinning,
I said your head
Is your feet.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
At the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us,
His cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)

The fish-eyed foetus floated blankly in the yellowed waters, still as wax.
The man came between us,
My sister and i,
Ridiculing and parodying everything we held dear,
Making a mockery of our former emotions.
Dragging it all down to his level.

Won't you come with me to the fairground?
Your head
Will be spinning.
And the man at the side of me starts a lewd laugh
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
At the cat with two heads and the dog with eight legs.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
The man has come between us,
His cheeks rattle like a fence,
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
He's come between us, and he starts a lewd laugh.
(ah ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
And then we went for rides.
[jarvis:] roll up, roll up, nice rides...
Come on, spin those cars boys and make the girls scream!
The louder you scream the faster we go!
Come on, roll up, go on, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
For the ride of a lifetime.
There's plenty of seats, come on, don't be shy!
Roll up, come on, come on!
[shreiking and wailing laughter]
And then we went for rides.


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Ladies' Man
Separations
Street Lites
Ansaphone
Cocaine Socialism
Sheffield: Sex City
The Day After The Revolution
P.t.a. (parent Teacher Association)
Wickerman
Sunrise
She's A Lady
The Fear
I Love Life
This Is Hardcore
There's No Emotion
This House Is Condemned
Tomorrow Never Lies
Pink Glove
Mile End
Have You Seen Her Lately?
Anorexic Beauty
Seductive Barry
Party Hard
Roadkill
Happy Endings
P.T.A.
Don't You Know
Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Pelvis
Ladies Man
Do You Remember The First Time?
O.u. (gone, Gone)
Is This House?
We Are The Boyz
Fairground
59, Lyndhurst Grove
Bob Lind (the Only Way Is Down)
Laughing Boy
Death Comes To Town
I'm A Man
Someone Like The Moon
His 'N' Hers
Styloroc (nites Of Suburbia)
Your Sister's Clothes
Live On
Acrylic Afternoons
The Never-ending Story
What Do You Say?
There Was
Death Goes To The Disco
My Legendary Girlfriend
That Boy's Evil
Sylvia
She's Dead
The Babysitter
The Trees
Seconds
Down By The River
Razzmatazz
Like A Friend
Your Sisters Clothes
Joyriders
Lipgloss
Tv Movie
Everybody's Problem
Whiskey In The Jar
Cocaine Sosialism
Death Ii
Bad Cover Version
Deep Fried In Kelvin
Space
I Want You
The Boss
Silence
You're A Nightmare

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