Pulp — This Is Hardcore

You are hardcore, you make me hard You name the drama and I'll play the part It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream I like your get up if you know what I mean I want it bad I want it now Oh, can't you see I'm ready now? I've seen all the pictures, I studied them forever I wanna make a movie so let's star in it together, oh oh Don't make a move 'til I say, "Action." Oh, here comes the Hardcore life Put your money where your mouth is tonight Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light Come over here, babe, and talk in the mic Oh yeah, I hear you now, it's gonna be one hell of a night You can't be a spectator, oh no You gotta take these dreams and make them whole Oh, this is Hardcore There is no way back for you Oh, this is Hardcore This is me on top of you And I can't believe that it took me this long (That it took me this long) Oh, this Is the eye of the storm It's what men in stained raincoats pay for But in here it is pure, yeah This Is the end of the line I've seen the storyline Played out so many times before Oh, that goes in there Then that goes in there And that goes in there And that goes in there, ooh And then it's over Oh, what a hell of a show But what I want to know: What exactly do you do for an encore, yeah? 'Cos this is Hardcore