Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks Or knackered Converse Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that’s what the point is naut The point’s that there ain’t no romance around there And there’s the truth that they can’t see They’d probably like to throw a punch at me And if you could only see ’em, then you would agree Agree that there in’t no romance around there You know, oh it’s a funny thing you know We’ll tell them if you like We’ll tell them all tonight They’ll never listen Because their minds are made up And course it’s all okay to carry on that way Cause over there there’s broken bones There’s only music, so that there’s new ringtones And it don?t take no Sherlock Holmes To see it’s a little different around here Don’t get me wrong though there’s boys in bands And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands And just ‘cos he’s had a couple of cans He thinks it’s alright to act like a dickhead Don’t you know, oh it’s a funny thing you know We’ll tell them if you like We’ll tell them all tonight They’ll never listen Because their minds are made up And course it’s all okay to carry on that way But I said no, oh no, well you won’t get me to...Read More
Autore: Arctic Monkeys
Get on your dancing shoes There’s one thing on your mind Hoping they’re looking for you Sure you’ll be rummaging through Oh and the shit, shock, horror You’ve seen your future bride Oh, but it’s oh so absurd For you to say the first word So you’re waiting and waiting and… The only reason that you came So what you scared for? Well don’t you always do the same It’s what you’re there for, don’t you know The lights are flashing Down in here tonight And some might exchange a glance But keep pretending to dance Don’t act like it’s not happening As if it’s impolite To go and mention your name Instead you’ll just do the same As they all do, and hope for the best The only reason that you came So what you scared for? Well don’t you always do the same It’s what you’re there for, but no! Get on your dancing shoes You sexy little swine Hoping they’re looking for you Sure you’ll be rummaging through Oh and the shit, shock, horror You’ve seen your future bride Yeah, but it’s oh so absurd For you to say the first word So you’re waiting and…...Read More
Have you got colour in your cheeks? Do you ever get that fear that you can’t shift The type that sticks around like summat in your teeth? Are there some aces up your sleeve? Have you no idea that you’re in deep? I dreamt about you nearly every night this week How many secrets can you keep? ‘Cause there’s this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow and I play it on repeat Until I fall asleep Spilling drinks on my settee (Do I wanna know) If this feeling flows both ways? (Sad to see you go) Was sort of hoping that you’d stay (Baby we both know) That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day Crawling back to you Ever thought of calling when you’ve had a few? ‘Cause I always do Maybe I’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new Now I’ve thought it through Crawling back to you So have you got the guts? Been wondering if your heart’s still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts Simmer down and pucker up I’m sorry to interrupt. It’s just I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you I don’t know if you feel the same as I do But we could be together if you wanted to (Do I...Read More
Up rolls the riot van And sparks excitement in the boys But the policemen look annoyed Perhaps these are ones they should avoid They got a chase last night from men with truncheons dressed in hats They didn’t do that much wrong, still ran away though for the laugh Just for the laugh “Please just stop talking ‘Cause they won’t find us if you do Oh those silly boys in blue Well they won’t catch me and you” “Have you been drinking son? You don’t look old enough to me” “I’m sorry officer, is there a certain age you’re supposed to be? ‘Cause nobody told me” And up rolls the riot van And these lads just wind the coppers up Ask why they don’t catch proper crooks Get their address and their names took But they couldn’t care less He got thrown in the riot van And all the coppers kicked him in And there was no way he could win Just had to take it on the...Read More
Running off over next door’s garden Before the hour is done It’s more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun The confidence is the balaclava I’m sure you’ll baffle ’em good Will the ending reek of salty cheeks And runny makeup alone? Oh will blood run down the face Of a boy bewildered and scorned? Will you find yourself in a scurmage? Will you wish you’d never been born? You tie yourself to the tracks And there isn’t no going back And it’s wrong, wrong, wrong But we’ll do it anyway, ’cause we love that song. Are you pulling her from a burning building Or throwing her to the sharks? Can only hope that the ending Is as pleasurable as the start The confidence is the balaclava I’m sure you baffle ’em straight And it’s wrong, wrong, wrong She can hardly wait That’s right, he won’t let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Who’s the crooks in this crime? That’s right, he won’t let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Who’s the crooks in this crime? That’s right, he won’t let her out his sight That’s right, he won’t let her out his sight That’s right, he won’t let her out his sight You’d be able to post Any day of...Read More
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