Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pulp of Youth, artist - The Growlers. Album song Natural Affair, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 24.10.2019
Record label: Beach Goth
Song language: English
Pulp of Youth |
| The pop don’t sound the same no more |
| When I pull the cork |
| Never about the taste before |
| It was a hunt for sport |
| A sea of fading faces |
| I was stupid and proud |
| Eyes as sharp as knives |
| Cut me out of the crowd |
| Wine still cheap and red |
| Eyes still deep and true |
| Glasses raise again |
| Drink to the pulp of youth |
| Climb the vine again, my friend |
| Not everybody makes it |
| Casualties of some plot |
| Not a pro just a lucky one |
| To make it out of the line |
| A sea of fading faces |
| I was stupid and loud |
| Her eyes as sharp as knives |
| Cut me out of the crowd |
| Blood still hot and red |
| Eyes still deep and true |
| Glasses raise again |
| Drink to the pulp of youth |
| Til our time is due |
| I’ll be on the vine with you |
| As it was in the pulp of youth |
| Who was the picker |
| Who is to say |
| And does it even matter |
| The lucky ones come up when the sun sinks down |
| High on laughter |
| A thousand fading faces |
| I was stupid and proud |
| Eyes as sharp as knives |
| Cut me out of the crowd |
| Wine still cheap and red |
| Eyes still deep and true |
| Glasses raise again |
| Drink to the pulp of youth |
| Til our time is due |
| I’ll be on the vine with you |
| As it was in the pulp of youth |