Pulp es un grupo nacido en Sheffield, en Inglaterra a finales de los 70, aunque su primer disco se editó en 1983. Del grupo se destaca su carismático líder, Jarvis Cocker, uno de los estandartes del BritPop. La destreza a la hora de componer letras de Cocker fue creciendo y obtuvo su mayor reconocimiento en la mitad de los 90 con discos redondos como "His'n'Hers" o "Different Class".
Pulp apostó también por una estética de grupo uniforme muy
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Sat, 18 Nov 1995 18:11:20 +0100 From: [email protected] (D.TWISLETON) Subject: Pulp - "Live Bed Show" - lyrics & chords
Live Bed Show by Pulp Transcribed by Dave Twisleton [email protected]
[Intro] 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 ________________________________________________________________________ [Verse 1] AmEm This bed has seen it all from the first time to the last GDmaj7 the silences of now and the good times of the past D7G and it only cost ten pounds from the shop just down the road Fmaj7EAm Mind you, that was seven years ago and things were very different then ________________________________________________________________________ [Verse 2] (same chords) It didn't get much rest at first the headboard banging in the night The neighbours didn't dare complain, Oh everything wqas going right Now there's no need to complain `cause it never makes a sound Something beautiful left town and she doesn't even know it's name ________________________________________________________________________ FD Now every night she plays a silent game (ooh ooh ooh)
FD called pretending nothing's going wrong
GFmaj7 but she knows if this show was televised
EAm no-one would watch it, not tonight But seven years ago... _______________________________________________________________________ [verse chords...] La la lala lala la... Now there's no need to complain `cause it never makes a sound Something beautiful left town and she never even know it's name