| Pulp – Master of the Universe Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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This song is clearly about dog ownership and the pet dog's dominance over his alleged "master". "And I've got so big it hurts" - the cute little puppy grows into a heavyweight adult dog. "I taught you everything you know" - how to fetch and how to sit down, presumably. I have known people whose pet dogs drove them almost to the point of mental illness, but would still not give them up: "Oh for I will not let you go". "Now you must walk this town til dawn, in every public open place, your masters look upon your face" - indicating that the triumphant dog is in reality the "master" of the hapless human being tasked with walking him, cleaning up his filth and throwing balls for him. Most of the remaining lyrics should require no explanation: "The master masturbates alone in a corner of your home" - well, anyone who owns a dog knows how difficult it is to tear them away from their own genitals at times. "You feed him scraps when in the mood, you beat him hard and keep him nude" - dogs are fed scraps of food, are hit by their owners, and do not wear clothes. "You cut your master down to size, now he cries and he cries now" - this is either the dog's owner (who mistakenly believes he's the master) despairing at the dog's behaviour, or the dog (who is the real master) whining to be let out to poo, go out for walkies or whatever. And now he begs both night and day, he lets you take him on your knee" - the dog begs for attention, even when you don't want him to, such as at four in the morning. "Every night on point of death" - the dog owner has now been driven almost to suicide by the behaviour of the dog. |
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| Pulp – Bad Cover Version Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| "Like an own brand box of Corn Flakes" - many supermarkets have their own low-priced version of Corn Flakes, but the point is that they never taste the same as Kelloggs Corn Flakes, which are universally regarded as the real thing. Similarly with Coca Cola - other "colas" just aren't the same. | |
| Pulp – Bad Cover Version Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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"A bad cover version of love is not the real thing Bikini-clad girl on the front who invited you in" This refers to the budget-priced compilation albums released on Britain's Hallmark record label in the late sixties and early seventies, which featured extremely bad cover versions of current chart hits. These albums were titled "Top of the Pops" (not to be confused with the BBC television show) and usually featured pretty bikini-garbed girls on the cover. One of the strangest of these LPs I have seen had a gorgeous bikini-wearing twentysomething girl on the front cover and a hairy, ugly thirtysomething man on the rear cover. The man had a dog leash around his neck and was clad only in underpants. I am not making this up, that's the 1970s for you. All of the cover versions on these albums were by anonymous session musicians rather than named acts Famously, one of these anons was a young singer and pianist named Reginald Dwight, nowadays better known as Elton John. |
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