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Pulp – “The Birds in Your Garden”

INTRO – G GF# Em

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[G]It’s [GF#]six o'[Em]clock
[Am]The birds are [D]singing
[G]I’m [GF#]wide a[Em]wake
[Am]Whilst you’re fast a[D]sleep

[Am]I went out[D]side
[G]In[GF#]to your [Em]garden
[Am]The sun was [D]bright
[C]And the [Bm]air was [G]cool as I [Am]stood there [D]listening

Well the [C]birds in your garden
They [D]all started singing this [G]song

Take her [D]now
Don’t be [C]scared
It’s al[D]right
Oh come on, [G]touch her in[Bm]side
It’s a [C]crime against nature
She’s been [D]waiting all night

Come on, [G]hold her
And [Bm]kiss her
And [C]tell her you [D]care
If you [G]wait til to[Bm]morrow
She’ll no [C]longer be [D]there

[Am]Come on and [D]give it to her
[Bm]You know it’s [E]now or never
Yeah the [Am]birds in your garden
Have [C]all started singing this [G]song

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[G]My [GF#]father never [Em]told me
[Am]About the birds and the [D]bees
[G]And I [GF#]guess I never [Em]realised
That I would [Am]ever meet birds as beautiful as [D]these

[Am]I came in[D]side
[C]Climbed [Bm]to your [Em]bedroom
[Am]I kissed your [D]eyes awake
[C]Then I [G]did what I [Bm]knew was [Am]only [D]natural

Well the [C]birds in your garden
They [D]all started singing this [G]song

Take her [D]now
Don’t be [C]scared
It’s al[D]right
Oh come on, [G]touch her in[Bm]side
It’s a [C]crime against nature
She’s been [D]waiting all night

Come on, [G]hold her
And [Bm]kiss her
And [C]tell her you [D]care
If you [G]wait til to[Bm]morrow
She’ll no [C]longer be [D]there

[Am]Come on and [D]give it to her
[Bm]You know it’s [E]now or never
Yeah the [Am]birds in your garden
Have [C]all started singing this [G]song

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Yeah the [Am]birds in your garden
They [C]taught me the words to this [G]song

Pulp – “Live Bed Show”

Am
She doesn’t have to go to work
Am
but she doesn’t want to stay in bed
Em [E]
`cause it’s changed from something comfortable
Am
to something else instead

Am Em
This bed has seen it all from the first time to the last
G Dmaj7
the silences of now and the good times of the past
D7 G
and it only cost ten pounds from the shop just down the road
Fmaj7 E Am
Mind you, that was seven years ago and things were very different then

Am Em
It didn’t get much rest at first the headboard banging in the night
G Dmaj7
The neighbours didn’t dare complain, Oh everything was going right
D7 G
Now there’s no need to complain `cause it never makes a sound
Fmaj7 E Am
Something beautiful left town and she doesn’t even know it’s name

F D
Now every night she plays a silent game (ooh ooh ooh)
F D
called pretending nothing’s going wrong
G Fmaj7
but she knows if this show was televised
E Am
no-one would watch it, not tonight But seven years ago…

Am Em
G Dmaj7
La la lala lala la…
D7 G
Now there’s no need to complain `cause it never makes a sound
Fmaj7 E Am
Something beautiful left town and she never even know it’s name

Am
She doesn’t have to go to work
Am
but she doesn’t want to stay in bed
Em [E]
`cause it’s changed from something comfortable
Am
to something else instead

Pulp – “Pencil Skirt”

Intro: G C

C A D G
When you raise your pencil skirt like a veil before my eyes
C A D G
Like the look upon his face as he’s zipping up his flies, oh
C A D G
But I know that you’re engaged to him, oh
C A D G
But I know you want something to play with baby

Em
I’ll be around when he’s not in town, oh
C
Yeah I’ll show you how you’re doing it wrong, oh
Em
I really love it when you tell me to stop, oh oh
D G
Oh it’s turning me on

C A D G
Now you can tell some lies about the good times that you’ve had
C A D G
But I’ve kissed your mother twice and now I’m working on your dad, oh baby

Em x4
I’ll be around when he’s not in town, oh
C
Oh yeah, I’ll show you how you’re doing it wrong, oh
Em x4
I really love it when you tell me to stop, oh oh
D G
Oh it’s turning me on

C A D G (x2)

C A D G
If you look under the bed then I can see my house from here
C A D G
So just lie against the wall and watch my conscience disappear, now baby oh

Em
Yeah, I’ll be around when he’s not in town, oh
C
Oh yeah, I’ll show you how you’re doing it wrong, oh
Em
I really love it when you tell me to stop, oh oh
D G
Oh it’s turning me on, on, on, yeah

Em
I only come here cause I know it makes you sad
C
I only do it cause I know you know it’s bad.
Em
Oh don’t you know it’s ugly and it shouldn’t be like that.
D G
Oh but oh it’s turning me on, on, on, on, on, on, on.

C A D G

Pulp – “Disco 2000”

F Fsus4 Bb Bbsus4

F
Well we were born within an hour of each other

Our mothers said we could be sister and brother
Bb
Your name is Deborah. Deborah – it never suited you

F
Oh and they said that when we grew up

We4d get married and never split up
Bb
We never did it, although I often I thought of it

Cm [Csus2]
Oh Deborah, do you recall?
Cm Cm
Your house was very small with wood-chips on the wall
Cm F
When I came around to call you didn4t notice me at all

Bb
And I said “Let4s all meet up in the year 2000
Dm Gm
Won4t it be strange when we4re all fully grown?
Cm Fsus4 F
Be there two o4clock by the fountain down the ro—–ad”

Bb
I never knew that you4d get married
Dm Gm
I would be living down here on my own
Cm F
On that damp and loney Thursday years ago

F
You were the first girl in school to get breasts

Martyn said that you were the best
Bb
The boys all loved you but I was a mess

I had to watch them try to get you undressed

F
We were friends that was as far as it went

I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant
Bb
Oh, it meant nothing to you – cos you were oh so popular
Cm
Oh Deborah, do you recall?

Your house was very small with wood-chips on the wall
F
When I came around to call you didn4t notice me at all

Bb
And I said “Let4s all meet up in the year 2000
Dm Gm
Won4t it be strange when we4re all fully grown?
Cm F
Be there two o4clock by the fountain down the road”

Bb
I never knew that you4d get married
Dm Gm
I would be living down here on my own
Cm F
On that damp and loney Thursday years ago

F Bb

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Cm
Oh Deborah, do you recall?

Your house was very small with wood-chips on the wall
F
When I came around to call you didn4t notice me at all

Bb
And I said “Let4s all meet up in the year 2000
Dm Gm
Won4t it be strange when we4re all fully grown?
Cm F
Be there two o4clock by the fountain down the road”

Bb
I never knew that you4d get married
Dm Gm
I would be living down here on my own
Cm F
On that damp and loney Thursday years ago

Bb
Oh, what are you doing Sunday, baby?
Dm
Would you like to come and meet me maybe?
Gm Cm F
You can even bring your baby, oh.

Bb
Oh, what are you doing Sunday, baby?
Dm
Would you like to come and meet me maybe?
Gm Cm F
You can even bring your baby, oh. ooh oh oh oh….

Pulp – “Help the Aged”

G
Help the aged
C
One time they were just like you
G
Drinking, smoking cigs and sniffing glue

G
Help the aged
C
Don’t just put them in a home
G
Can’t have much fun when their all on their own

C
Give a hand if you can
G
Try and help them to unwind
C
Give them hope and give them comfort
G
Cos they’re running out of time

G
In the meantime we try
B
Try to forget that nothing lasts forever
C D
No big deal – so give us all a feel
C G
Funny how it all falls away

G
When did you first realise
B
It’s time you took an older lover baby?
C D
Teach you stuff – although he’s looking rough
C G
Funny how it all falls away

G
Help the aged
C
Cos one day you’ll be older too
G
You might need someone who can pull you through

C
And if you look very hard
G
Behind those lines upon their face
C
You may see where you are headed
G
And it’s such a lonely place

G
In the meantime we try, ha
B
Try to forget that nothing lasts forever
C G
No big deal – so give us all a feel
C G
Funny how it all falls away

G
When did you first realise
B
It’s time you took an older lover baby?
C G
Teach you stuff – although he’s looking rough
C G
Funny how it all falls away

Oh
C
You can dye your hair
G D C
But it’s the one thing you can change
D
Can’t run away from yourself
Yourself
Your se-se-se-se-se-se-se-se-se-se-se-seooohh

G
In the meantime we try (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
B
Try to forget that nothing lasts forever
C G
No big deal – so give us all a feel
C G
Funny how it all falls away

G
When did you first realise
B
It’s time you took an older lover baby?
C G
Teach you stuff – although he’s looking rough
C G
Funny how it all falls away
C G
Oh it’s funny how it all falls away
C G
Funny how it all falls away
C G
Oh it’s funny how it all
C G
It all falls away

G
So help the aged

Pulp – “Like a Friend”

F Bb
Don’t Bother saying you^?re sorry
F Bb
Why don’t you come in
F Bb C
Smoke all my cigaretts… again

F Bb
Every time I get no further
F Bb
How long has it been
F Bb C
Come on in now, wipe your feet, on my dreams

F Bb
You take up my time
F Bb
Like some cheap magazine
F Bb
When I could have been learning something
C
Oh, Well you know what I mean

F Bb
Oh, Iv’e done this before
F Bb
And I will do it again
F
Bb C
Come on and kill me baby, oh while you smile like a friend
F Bb C
Oh, and I’ll come running
F
Just to do it Again…

F Bb C
You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can’t seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the dream I never should have caught
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 plane I’ve been told I never should board
Like a film that’s so bad but I’ve got to stay till the end
Let me tell you now: it’s lucky for you that we’re friends.

Pulp – “Bad Cover Version”

D/Dmaj7 Em/Em7 A/A6 X2

D Em A
The word’s on the street: you’ve found someone new.
D Em A
If he looks nothing like me I’m so happy for you.
C A D F#
I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church –
C A D
she’s trying to replace me, but it’ll never work.

Bm
‘Cos every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
Em G
And every time he kisses you it leaves behind the
D
bitter taste of saccharine.

D Em A
A bad cover version of love is not the real thing.
D Em A
Bikini-clad girl on the front who invited you in.
C A D F#
Such great disappointment when you got him home –
C A D
the original was so good; the one you no longer own.

Bm
And every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
Em G
And every time he kisses you, you get the taste of saccharine.
Bm
It’s not easy to forget me, it’s so hard to disconnect
Em G
When it’s electronically reprocessed to give a more life-like effect.

G
Aah, sing your song about all the sad imitations that
D
got it so wrong
D Em
It’s like a later “Tom & Jerry” when the two of them could talk
A G
Like the Stones since the Eighties, like the last days
D
of Southfork.
D Em
Like “Planet of the Apes” on TV, the second side of “‘Til the Band Comes in”
A
Like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he’s going to let
D
you down my friend.