Pulp Glory Days Lyrics

This Is Hardcore

Pulp This Is Hardcore Album

3.Glory Days

Come & play the tunes of glory- raise your voice in celebration
of teh days
that we have wasted in the caf?in the station. & learn the
meaning of
existance in the fourthnightly instalments. Come and share this
golden age
with me in my single room appartment & and if it all amounts to
nothing, it
doesn't matter, these are still our glory days.
Oh my face is unappealing & my thoughts are unoriginal. I did
experiments
with substances, but all it did was make me ill & I. I used to
do the I
Ching, but then I had to feed the meter. Now I can't see into
the future,
but at least I can use the heater. Oh, it doesn't get much
better than this,
'cos this is how we live our glory days. Oh, and I can be a
genious, if I
just put my mind to it & I, I could do anything if only I could
get 'round
to it. Oh we were brought up in the Space-Race, now they expect
you to clean
toilets.When you have seen how big the world is, how can you
make do with
this.? If you want me I'll be sleeping in- sleeping in
throughout these glory
days. These glory days can take their toll, so catch me now
before I turn
to gold. Yeah, we'd love to hear you story just as long as it
tells us where
we are- that we are where we're meant to be. Oh come on, make it
up
yourself- you don't need anybody else. & I promise I won't sell
these