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[Verse 1]
What's been happening in your world?
What have you been up to?
I heard that you fell in love, or near enough
I gotta tell you the truth (yeah)

[Chorus]
I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake baby

Break a mirror, roll the dice
Run with scissors through a chip pan firefight
Go into business with a grizzly bear
But just don’t sit down cause i’ve moved your chair

Find a well known hard man and start a fight
Wear your shell suit on bonfire night
Fitting a circular hole

Well the times are slowly changing, baby even when it's live
You can press pause and rewind
You knew it would go amazing, but is this what you had in mind?
Oh, there's nothing you can't find

It's two thousand and thirteen, all across the galaxy
It's two thousand and thirteen

I'm going back to 505,
If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs.

Stop and wait a sec,
Oh when you look at me like that my darling,
What did you expect?

Well I wrote my number down
Never wrote it down before
Was gonna bring it over like something from a film
But I didn't have the bottle at all

Well I'm looking and you kept staring
Your thoughts bearing up with mine
And when you're so pretty and I'm so shy

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 not
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 them, then you would agree

Anticipation has the habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a rawkus, regardless of what's gone before
I want to see all of the things that we've already seen
The lairy girls hung out the window of the limousine
And of course its fancy dress
And they're all looking quite full on

Caricatures of your wrecking ball gown
In my mind all the time

I want to be in that damsel patterned alley
Where you go for a smoke

Sorrow slow dances
The phones are lighting up

Arabella

Arabella's got some
Interstellar gator skin boots
And a Helter Skelter 'round her little finger
And I ride it endlessly
She's got a Barbarella silver swinsuit

The mirror's image tells me it's home time
But I'm not finished 'cause you're not by my side
And as I arrived I thought I saw you leaving, carrying your shoes
Decided that once again I was just dreaming of bumping into you

Now it's three in the morning
And I'm trying to change your mind
Left you multiple missed calls

Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the stars fall from the sky,
Yours (yours) until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die

Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the sun no longer shines,
Yours (yours) until the poets run out of rhyme

ALEX:
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky,
Yours, until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die

OISIN:
Baby, I'm yours (Baby, I'm yours)

When you left the house this evening,
You said you'd be back in a little while
Well I've been waiting for such a long time,
And this wait is driving me wild...

And while I wait I think about you,
Do you need me when I'm not there ?
Are you planning to be without me ?

Running off over the 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

Bigger Boys And Stolen Sweethearts

There's always somebody taller
With more of a wit
And he's equipped to enthrall her
And her friends think he's fit
And you just can't measure up no
You don't have a prayer

There's always somebody taller with more of a wit
And he's equipped to enthrall her and her friends think he’s fit
And you just can't measure up though, you don't have a prayer
Wishing that you'd made the most of her when she was there

They've got engaged there's no intention of a wedding
He's pinched ya bird and he'd probably kick your head in

Brian, top marks for not trying
So kind of you to bless us
With your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted
And I wonder, are you putting us under?
Cause we can't take our eyes off
The t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator

Brian
Top marks for not trying
So I'd like you to bless us with your effortlessness
We'd wait for and so trained and comforted

And I wonder
Are you putting us under
'Cos we can't take our eyes off his t-shirt

I wanna build you up (brick by brick)
I wanna break you down (brick by brick)
I’m gonna reconstruct (brick by brick)
I wanna feel your love

Brick by brick (aaaah)
Brick by brick (aaaah)

The mirror's image,
It tells me it's home time,
But I'm not finished,
'Cause you're not by my side.

And as I arrived I thought I saw you leaving,
Carrying your shoes,
Decided that once again I was just dreaming,

Both sides, and softly came the growl from both sides
and if his whisper splits the mist
just think of what he's capable of with his kiss

nice try, you cannot turn away but nice try
turned your legs to little building blocks
and with his index finger flicks you on your socks

Британская инди-группа Arctic Monkeys выпустив всего три альбома и несколько EP, успела получить статус почти что живой легенды. Страшно подумать, но по скорости продажи своих альбомов, мартышки, в Британии, смогли обскакать самих The Beatles. Наибольшую популярность имеет в хипстерских кругах, однако, и в мире деревянных дощечек уверенно занимает свою нишу. Секрет их музыкального очарования заключается в отточенном фирменном звучании, с скоростным и очень богатым звучанием электрогитар, сложными барабанными партиями и более чем двусмысленными текстами.

Трек Cigarette smoke имеет две версии, и появлялся на двух разных EP группы. Треки несколько отличаются текстом и носят названия: соответственно, Cigarette smoke и Cigarette smoke Fiona.

Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses
With wet white trousers on
And worlds collide as the evening continues
The dignity fucks off

Her brother's gone off to the strippers
To make up for all the lost time
She could have been one of the bitches

Thought I saw you in the battleship
But it was only a look a like
She was nothing but a vision trick
Under the warning light
She was close, close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast
When I asked her if I could call her your name

Outside the café by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick n mix
Said your mistaken if you thinking that I an't been called cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace,
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper,

I said I wanted it long but you cut it short
And now I'm catching a cold
I told you not but no crack in the doobie
But it was already rolled

Oh, I turned down my lights
And my curtains weren't closed
I turned down my lights

He knew what he wanted to say
But he did not want to word it
The dirty little Herbert
Was thinking an escape
But the place was well guarded

The guiltyness that started
Soon as the other part had stopped

007 and Brucey Wayne,
Are shitting themselves because there's another name,
Coming to claim what is his to claim,
10% faster with a sturdier frame,
He's certainly come into his own,
There's one on is arm in every land that he roams,
And two consecutive nights alone,
Are a thing of the past as he has recently shown

I heard the truth was built to bend
A mechanism to suspend the guilt
Is what you are requiring still
You’ve got to dance little liar

Just like those fibbs that pop and fizz
And you’ll be forced to take that awful quiz
And you’re bound to trip

Get on your dancing shoes
There's one thing on your mind
Oh, been there looking for you
Sure you'll be rummagin' 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

Been fighting with my sheets
And nearly crying in my sleep
Yes, i'm battling that well taught gripe
The most restraining type
You should have racing stripes

The way you keep me in pursuit
Sharpen the heel of your boot

Get on your dancing shoes
There's one thing on your mind
Hoping they’re looking for you
Sure you'll be rummaging' through

And the shit, shock, horror
You've seen your future bride
Oh, but it's oh so absurd

He's pining for her
In a people carrier
There might be buildings and pretty things to see like that
But architecture won't do
Although it might say a lot about the city or town
I don't care what they've got keep on turning them down
It don't say the funny things she does
Don't even try and cheer him up, because

Diamonds are forever
They are all I need to please me
They can stimulate and tease me
They won't leave in the night, I've no fear that they might desert me
Diamonds are forever
Hold one up and then caress it
Touch it, stroke it and undress it
I can see every part, nothing hides in the heart to hurt me

Have you got colour in your cheeks?
Появлялся ли румянец на твоих щеках?
Do you ever get the feeling that you can't shift the tide
Было ли у тебя когда-нибудь чувство, что ты не в силах что-то изменить?
That sticks around like something's in your teeth
И оно не покидает тебя, словно что-то застряло в зубах,
And some aces up your sleeve
И все тузы у тебя в рукаве.

Well the morning was complete.
There was tears on the steering wheel
dripping on the seat,
Several hours or several weeks,
I'd have the cheek to say
they're equally as bleak!

It's the beginning of the end,

Do the bad thing,
Take off your wedding ring,
But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,

Oh the nights like a whirlwind,
Somebody's girlfriend's talkin' to me but its alright,
She's sayin that hes not gonna slap me or try to attack me,
Hes not the jealous type,

The painted faces congregate
In the mating season
The second hopes
They go alone
In no rush to leave 'em
And there's a fountain
And a scimitar
Shaped yellow light

Break a mirror, roll the dice,
Run with scissors through a chip pan fire fight.
Go into business with a grizzly bear,
But just don't sit down 'cause I've moved your chair.
Find a well known hardman and start a fight,
Wear your shell suit on bonfire night.
Fitting a circular hole with a peg that's square,
But just don't sit down 'cause I've moved your chair.

Break a mirror
Roll the dice
Run with scissors
Through a chip pan fire fight
Go into business with a grizzly bear
But just don't sit down 'cause I've moved your chair

Darlin', tell me something I don't know
Be my baby, be my GTO
Call me something no one else calls me
I forget how I want it
That electricity

My heart was breaking and got left unlocked
Didn't see you sneak in but I'm glad you stopped

You've never met before
But still she greets you like a long lost rock and roll
She's definitely one of those
But you'll go wherever she goes

And when my body and my mind
Both start talking at the exact same time
Trying to think of ways to make her mine

Fake Tales of San Francisco
Echo through the room
More point to a wedding disco
Without a bride or groom
There's a super cool band yeah
With their trilbys and their glasses of white wine
And all the weekend rockstars in the toilets
Practicing their lines

Fake Tales of San Francisco
Echo through the room
More point to a wedding disco
Without a bride or groom
There's a super cool band yeah
With their trilbys and their glasses of white wine
And all the weekend rockstars in the toilets
Practicing their lines

It feels like I only go backwards, baby
Every part of me says go ahead
I got my hopes up again, no no, not if it
Feels like we only go backwards darling

I know that you think you sound silly when you call my name
But I hear it inside my head all day
Then I realize I'm just holding to the hope that maybe your feelings don't show

You showed me my tomorrow
Beside a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir

My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true
Depends who you prefer

You showed me my tomorrow
Beside a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir

My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true
Depends who you prefer

I can't explain but I want to try
There's this image of you and I
And it goes dancing by in the morning and in the night time

There's all these secrets that I can't keep
Like in my heart there's that hotel suite and you lived there so long,
It's kinda strange now you're gone

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the pastel
That Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past, though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
Remember when you used to be a rascal?

[Verse 1]
Advertise in imaginative ways
Start your free trial today
Come on in the waters, lovely
Look you could meet someone like you during the meteor strike
It is that easy

[Pre-Chorus]

You thrive on dancing in our laps before the more familiar chaps who know the curtain leads to fever
We watched a womanizer cry and in the last sip you and I declared we might require a breather
I am a truth’s true truant and I can feign excitement fluently as solidly as I can busk shock.
With well presented merriment and I know all too well I shouldn’t break the key off in the lock
The tumble splits the frame revealing silk and fits
in the fright lined dining room throw a gaze towards them while they feast
The days drag their heels when you’re not there to crack the whip
And the weeks wait to burst like a sachet of brats

Last night these two bouncers
And one of em's alright
The other one's a scary 'un
His way or no way, totalatarian

He's got no time for you
Looking or breathing
How he don't want you to

I was biting the time zone,
And we embellish the banks of our bloodstreams,
And threw caution to the colourful
Then we fell asleep in the car,
Until the bumps woke me up in your grip
And the tide took me to your mouth,
And then swept me back down to your palms

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang, go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
And lighting the fuse might result in a bang, b-b-bang, go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you
And what it is that suprises me, is that I don't really want you to
And your shoulders are frozen (cold as the night)
Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang, with a bang-go!

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

When I got back from fixing my hair, you were directing the traffic.
Letting your story slip on the snow as if the transmission was automatic.
It's arguable that I shouldn't have been there.
It was fortunate timing.
I had a hole in the pocket of my favourite coat and my love dropped into the lining.
(Have you got your strange?)
Not on me. I haven't got my strange
(Have you got your strange?)

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots babe
I just wanna be yours

Blind faith, heartache
Mind games, mistakes
My sweet fireball
My sweet rigmarole
I want it all
I want it all

Old dogs, new tricks

I wrote I was here, IDST
On the bathroom mirror, IDST

IDST, IDST, IDST, IDST, IDST, IDS... T

I wrote mark for Jenny, IDST
With a drawing compass, on the backseat

Under constant correction, a fraud, a fraud,
Someone's perception, trying not to bore
I'm a cold-hearted kidda, applaud, applaud
If you're the highest bidder, I'm yours

You figure out pathetic sets
We're not sure of the etiquette
We think out pathetic sets

If you were there, beware
The serpent soul pinchers
Three hundred and fifty no thank yous and nobody flinches
Go on girl go on, give us something gruesome
We require your grief, the thugs help the thieves
As they're trying to rob the words from her gob
Take the source of the innocents

Try and think of something colourful for this season
Pull the wool over the gullible for no reason
You are all I have these days, shake it up and run away
With the night squabbling behind you

From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the bruise
And the bows on the shoes you kicked off
I'm joining the dots.

[Verse 1]
You got the lights on in the afternoon
And the nights are drawn out long
And you’re kissing to cut through the gloom
With a cough drop coloured tongue

And you were sitting in the corner with the coats all piled high
And I thought you might be mine

Watch me... watch me go
Well I'm struttin' up ever so slow
And now sting me... get in the groove
Cause they're bangin' on the door
Yes they're hard and they'll make a move

We're wakin' up those sleepers
You know we're so mischievous

Well this is a good idea,
He wouldn't do it if it wasn't,
He wouldn't do it if it wasn't one.
Well my friend fancies you,
Oh what a way to begin it all,
You said it's always exciting words to hear

And we woke up together not quite realising how,

Leave Before the Lights Come On (оригинал Arctic Monkeys )


Well this is a good idea,
He wouldn't do it if it wasn't,
He wouldn't do it if it wasn't one.
Well my friend fancies you,
Oh what a way to begin it all,

Library pictures of the quickening canoe,
The first of it's kind to get to the moon.
Draw some ellipses to chase you round the room,
Through curly straws and metaphors and goo.

Been watching all the neon blossom, flickering.
You look as if you've all forgotten, where you've been.
Going riding through the thunder so cold, fuzz canyon.

Swinging from room to room, planting something new
I've ridden the riddle and I do it again
Back to the Wirral where it all began, Wirral riddler

Send a letter to me, baby, I'm on the edge of my seat
Send a letter to me, baby, little illusion machine

Riding through the gloom, something beautiful

(WDR) Eins Live broadcasted live

Koeln
Kultkomplex Cafe
17.1.2006

Setlist:

1. 0:33 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 5:00 Brianstorm
3. 8:35 Dancing Shoes
4. 11:28 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
5. 15:19 Snap Out of It
6. 19:31 Crying Lightning
7. 24:04 Knee Socks
8. 28:58 Reckless Serenade

1. 00:00:26 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 00:04:56 Brianstorm
3. 00:08:27 Dancing Shoes
4. 00:10:57 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
5. 00:15:28 Teddy Picker
6. 00:18:27 Crying Lightning
7. 00:22:21 One for the Road
8. 00:26:18 Fireside

1. 1:53 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 6:17 Snap Out Of It
3. 10:03 Arabella
4. 13:53 Brianstorm
5. 17:00 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
6. 20:23 Dancing Shoes
7. 23:17 Library Pictures
8. 25:58 Crying Lightning

1. 0:46 Do i Wanna Know
2. 5:10 Brianstorm
3. 8:45 Dancing Shoes
4. 11:36 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
5. 15:23 Teddy Picker
6. 18:00 Crying Lightning
7. 22:36 Brick By Brick
8. 26:05 Fake Tales of San Francisco

1. 0:27 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 8:51 Snap Out of It
3. 14:03 Arabella
4. 18:08 Crying Lightning
5. 22:43 Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?
6. 27:08 I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor
7. 31:00 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
8. 34:33 One for the Road

1. 0:00 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 4:35 Brianstorm
3. 8:12 Dancing Shoes
4. 11:08 Arabella
5. 15:03 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
6. 18:42 Teddy Picker
7. 21:24 Crying Lightning
8. 25:41 Knee Socks

1. 00:37 My Propeller
2. 03:56 Red Right Hand
3. 08:30 Crying Lightning
4. 12:10 Brianstorm16:10 Still Take You Home
5. 19:34 I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor
6. 23:10 Potion Approaching
7. 27:04 Pretty Visitors
8. 31:00 This House Is A Circus

1. 0:21 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 4:51 Snap Out of It
3. 8:53 Arabella
4. 12:40 Brianstorm
5. 16:01 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
6. 19:40 Dancing Shoes
7. 22:29 Crying Lightning
8. 26:27 Knee Socks

1. 0:00 Do I Wanna Know?
2. 4:36 Snap Out of It
3. 8:40 Arabella (with War Pigs snippet)
4. 12:30 Brianstorm
5. 15:52 Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
6. 19:30 Dancing Shoes
7. 22:24 Crying Lightning
8. 26:34 Knee Socks (Extended outro)

Do you still feel younger
than you thought you would by now
Or darling have you started feeling old yet?
Don’t worry I’m sure you’re still
breaking hearts with the efficiency
that only youth can harness

And do you still think love is a laserquest

Ladies you're damn right
You can't read a man's mind
We're living in two tribes
And heading for war
Nobody's perfect
We've all got to work it
But fellas we're worth it
So don't break the law

Mad sounds in your ears
Make you feel alright
They’ll bring you back to life
Mad sounds in your ears
Make you get up and down, make you get up

Love I’ll never stray on those wild nights
Run but you can not escape

Now then Mardy Bum
I see your frown and it's like looking down the barrel of a gun
And it goes off
And out come all these words
Oh there's a very pleasant side to you, a side I much prefer
It's one that laughs and jokes around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen, yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away

She was marrying a matador and he was with the weather girl,
A very clever girl who stood out amongst several once
A terrible dilemma and forever he'll regret this day he didn't make the
Rescue from the building
Sulking won't get you nowhere son,
There's blood on your chin where you've bitten your tongue
Smitten but might not be smitten for long if you're still sitting she'll soon
Be smitten and gone

Snap Out of It

[Verse 1]
What's been happening in your world?
What have you been up to?
I heard that you fell in love, or near enough
I gotta tell you the truth (yeah)

If you can summon the strength, tow me
I can't hold down the urgency
You've got to make your decent slowly
And oil up those sticky keys

Coax me out, my low
And have a spin of my propeller

Lady, Where's your love gone
I was looking but can't find it anywhere
They always offer when there's
Loads of love around
But when your short of some
It's nowhere to be found

Well i know your game

So you're on the prowl wondering whether she left already or not
Leather jacket, collar popped like antenna
Never knowing when to stop
Sunglasses indoors, par for the course
Lights in the floors and sweat on the walls
Cages and poles
Call off the search for your soul, or put it on hold again
She's having a sly indoor smoke

Old yellow bricks,
Love's a risk,
Quite the little Escapoligist
Looked so miffed,
When you wished,
For a thousand places better than this,

You are the fugitive,

Old yellow bricks,
Love's a risk,
Quite the little
Escapologist
Looked so miffed,
When you wished,
For a thousand places better than this,

Come and take a leaf out of my book
I'm a crack dealing crook
Selling lots of rock and roll to the masses
And I know if you wanna take a trip to the city
We can go (to Gibraltar)
We can go (to Gibraltar)

Let's go, let's go, let's go, come on

From the bottom of your heart
The relegation zone
I saw this coming from the start
The shake, rattle and roll
The cracks in black-out blinds cast patterns on the ceiling, but you're feeling fine
I thought it was dark outside, I thought it was dark outside (one for the road)

So we all go back to yours and you sit and talk to me on the floor

In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling
F Bb
And that it was a heart that he was stealing
Gm F
Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement
A7 Dm
The eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away
F Bb

In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling,
That it was a heart that he was stealing,
Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement,
The eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away,
I bet the juliet was just the icing on the cake,
Make no mistake no,

And even if somehow we could have shown you the place you wanted,

Конец сентября.
Поздний вечер.
Пустынные улицы провинциального городка.
Аккуратные улочки и желтые тусклые фонари.
Я поварачиваюсь,чтобы еще раз взглянуть на тишину...
И я отпускаю тебя,но ты в сердце.

Only the truth
She reckoned she owed
Only the truth
She reckoned she owes

The way she walks
Is scripted and taught
Don't give her an eye

I wanna see something that used to be in your eyes again,
I'm waitin' to see it, you know it's only a question of when,
And I know how much I'm missin' heaven,
You know that it's missin'
And only you know where you have been to,
Only you know what you have been through,
But there's better things you're gonna get into,
And I wanna be there too.

I've seen your eyes as they fix on me what is he doing what on earth is the
Plan has he got one
You better give me some pointers since you are the big rocket launcher and
I'm just the shot gun,
I ain't got no dollar signs in my eyes that might be a surprise but its true
I'm not like you and I don't want your advice or your praise or to move in
The ways you do, and I never will.

Well I've seen your eyes as they flicked on me
What is he doing? What on earth's the plan? Has he got one?
You'd better give me some pointers
Since you are the big rocket launcher and I'm just the shotgun

Well I ain't got no dollar signs in my eyes
That might be a surprise but it's true
That I'm not like you and I don't want your advice

Well I've seen your eyes as they fix on me
What is he doing? What on earth's the plan? Has he got one?
You'd better give me some pointers
Since you are the big rocket launcher and I'm just the shotgun

Well I ain't got no dollar signs in my eyes
That might be a surprise but it's true
That I'm not like you and I don't want your advice

Tricking through the morning,
The tramp with the trampoline under his arm,
Shifts past your whiskers,
So spark is a charm with the barking alarm,
Weighs coil 'til the corner is turned.

And the bicycle wheels, all struggle to move round,
In your muddy mind,

I etched a face of a stopwatch
On the back of a raindrop
And did a swap for the sand in an hourglass

I heard an unhappy ending
It sort of sounds like you leaving
I heard the piledriver waltz
It woke me up this morning

He looks as if he hasn't slept
His hair is purposely unkept
And then he knew his people wept
When you crafted your plan

The shadows underneath the eyes
And everywhere the bastard lies
My lack of proof is your disguise

I was biting the time zone
And we embellished the banks of our bloodstreams
And threw caution to the colourful
Then we fell asleep in the car
Until the bumps woke me up in your grip
And the tide took me to your mouth
And then swept me back down to your palms
It's them that put me inside the reminder that

Tricking through the morning
The tramp with the trampoline under his arm
Shifts past your whiskers
So spark is a charm with the barking alarm
Weighs coil ’til the corner is turned

And the bicycle wheels, all struggle to move round
In your muddy mind blatantly cape town

He spoke a script
Dipped in the sort of talk to make you keep the gaze
It's all a trick
The slicked back slimy arms have got a war to wage

He's got a laugh like a crackling wire
And he wants to put the bite marks on you
He wants to put the bite marks on you

Put your Dukes up John,
Yeah, put your dukes up John,
You were preened and sanitised,
Struck dumb by good advice.
Your integrity was bruised,
Your celebrity a ruse,
They pulled the rug from under,
Made way for new pretenders.

Topless models, doing semaphore
Wave their flags as she walks by and get ignored.
Illuminations, on a rainy day
When she walks her footsteps sing
A reckless serenade

I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need
Call up to listen to the voice of reason

Well ask if we can have six in
If not we'll have to have two
Well you're comin up our end aren't you?
So I'll get one with you

Oh won't he let us have six in?
Especially not with the food
He coulda just told us no though

(Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds cover)

Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks

Up rolled the riot van
And sparked 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 truncheon's dressed in hats
They didn't do that much wrong, still ran away though for the laugh

When you leave us through the patient doors
That rattle in you ear will be the sound of our applause
Rapturous, considered and due
Oh the nasty laughter and desperate smirks
Are tangled in the boredom where out brittle kisses lurk
Well how can i believe you, when you can't believe your luck

And the shards of past attraction lie visible

Fools on parade cavort and carry on
For waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares

She swam out of tonight’s phantasm
Grabbed my hand and made it very clear
There’s absolutely nothing for us here

Well I watch you tangle every weekend
It might start different but it ends up the same
One minute you're casually speaking
The next it all goes up and you pour fuel on the flame
With your jerry can of words and tones

And no one's gonna start a revolution so we best leave it well alone
And there's something that Frankie used to say, apparently

Well, I watch you tangle every weekend
It might start different but it ends up the same
One minute you're casually speaking
The next it all goes up and you pour feul up on the flame with your
Jeri can of words and songs

Noone's gonna start a revolution
So why do we even moan?

She's thunderstorms
Lying on her front
Up against the wall
She's thunderstorms

I've been feeling foolish
You should try it
She came and substituted

He's coming to your party
He's walking up your drive
And he's swinging all his keys round
Sketchead
He's seen you with your top off
He already knows your boyfriend
retain your introductions
Sketchead

Sketchead is coming to your party
He's walking up your drive and he's swinging all his keys around
Sketchead
He's seen you with your top off
He already knows your boyfriend, retain your introductions
Sketchead
That cumbersome protagonist
The pips in your quince

[Verse 1]
What's been happening in your world?
What have you been up to?
I heard that you fell in love, or near enough
I gotta tell you the truth (yeah)

[Chorus]
I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake baby

I'm going back to 505,
If it's a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side,
With your hands between your thighs.

Stop and wait a sec,
Oh when you look at me like that my darling,
What did you expect?

Space invaders flying home
Yeah, they're going to hit the sack
And they are prob'ly going to die getting high
Cause they're mixing crazy ... with the crack

And she's kissing all the boys
She's to clever to be slack
But she's bound to go away for a day

Won't somebody let me out?
Don't wanna stick around no more
I'm sick of looking at you strange
I'm sick of stickin' to the floor

No one of you's got an ounce of style in ya
Said not one of you, no

Well it's ever so funny,
Cause I don't think you're special, I don't think you're cool
You're just probably alright,
But under these lights you look beautiful.
And I'm struggling, I can't see through your fake tan
Yeah and you know it for a fact, that everybody's eating out of your hands

Well what do you know? oh, you know nothing

Well the times are so a'changing
Baby even when it's live
You can press pause and rewind
You knew it had to go amazing
But is this what you had in mind?
Oh there's nothing you can't find

It's two thousand and thirteen

Open Sesame (We’ve places to go)

We’ve people to see (Let’s put ‘em on hold)

There’s all sorts of shapes that I bet you can make

When you had to escape, say the word

Open Sesame (We’ve places to go)

We’ve people to see (Let’s put ‘em on hold)

There’s all sorts of shapes that I bet you can make

When you had to escape, say the word

Your love is like a studded leather headlock
Your kiss it could put creases in the road
You're rarer than a can of dandelion and burdock
And those other girls are just post-mix lemonade

Suck it and see
You never know
Sit next to me

1. «She's Thunderstorms» 3:55
2. «Black Treacle» 3:35
3. «Brick by Brick» 2:59
4. «The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala» 3:00
5. «Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair» 3:04
6. «Library Pictures» 2:22
7. «All My Own Stunts» 3:52
8. «Reckless Serenade» 2:43

I don't ever want to hate you,
So don't show me your bed,
The only roads are cul-de-sacs,
The first thing that she said.

Temptation, greets you like your naughty mate,
The one that used to get you in bother,
But one you could never bring yourself to hate.

I don't ever want to hate you,
So don't show me your bed,
The only roads are cul-de-sacs,
The first thing that she said.

Temptation, greets you like your naughty mate,
The one that used to get you in bother,
But one you could never bring yourself to hate.

A pussyfooting setting sun
Make a wish that weighs a tonne
There are no handles for you to hold
And no understanding where it goes

Jealousy in technicolor
Fear by name, love by numbers
Streetlamp amber, wanderlust

Made me kiss you, with a whisper
And violently you swung, through an unfamiliar tongue
Couldn't listen, to tradition
Grab me by the wrist to silently insist...

And when I'm in the confines of crawling walls
You hold me in place
The ripples on the ceiling, the avenues

Do the bad thing,
Take off your wedding ring,
But it wont make it that much easier,
it might make it worse,

Oh the nights like a whirlwind,
Somebody's girlfriend's talkin' to me
but its alright,

I wish you would have smiled in the bakery
or sat on a tatty seatee
at a mutual friends gathering

and the more you keep on looking
the more it's hard to take
love we're in stalemate
to never meet is surely where we're bound

Just when things are getting complicated in the eye of the storm
She flicks a red hot revelation off the tip of her tongue
It does a dozen summersaults and leaves you supercharged
Makes me wanna blow the candles out just to see if you glow in the dark

Shalalala, shalalala, shalalala, shalalala

Home sweet home, home sweet home, home sweet booby trap

Fiendish wonder in the carnival's wake
Though it caresses once again irritate
Tread softly stranger
Move over toward the danger THAT you seek

You think excitement has receded
And the mirror distracts
The logic of the trance

Anticipation has a habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah
Regardless of what's gone before
I want to see all of the things that we've already seen
Lairy girls hung out the window of a limousine
Because it's fancy dress

Anticipation has a habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there'll be some love
Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah
Regardless of what's gone before
I want to see all of the things that we've already seen
Lairy girls hung out the window of the limousine
Of Course it's fancy dress

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look
What it's done to your friends their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

The smiles as she walked in the room have all turned into frowns
Am I too quick to assume that the love is no longer in bloom
The tantrums and the tears play a very different tunes to what they did before
Their heads red raw
And the end doesn't sound like the happiest around
When you sobbed before it felt much more like the product of the squabble
Now there's reason for it to be something more
And there would be

Oh baby, I'm wanting to do you a swap
I'll give you anything, yeah
In return for the noises you've got
And I can see you want to be attended to
Just count to twenty-nine and I'll attend to you
Oh for sure... well certainly, yeah yeah yeah
Wavin' bye to the train or the bus
I'm ever so worried because...

So who's that girl there?
I wonder what went wrong
So that she had to roam the streets
She don't do major credit cards
I doubt she does receipts
It's all not quite legitimate

And what a scummy man

The mirror's image
Tells me it's home time
But I'm not finished
'Cause you're not by my side
And as I arrived I thought I saw you leaving
Carrying your shoes
Decided that once again I was just dreaming
Of bumping into you

I like the way you look at me baby
Please don’t try to turn off the lights
Act as if I’m not going crazy
Girl, I’m in the moment tonight
But you tell me, where you’re you gonna take it
If I have a heart, then why don’t you break it
The engine’s running
Can’t decide if I should ride away

Есть ли румянец на твоих щеках?
У тебя бывает страх, что ты не можешь повлиять на ход событий,
Который никуда не девается, как что-то, застрявшее в зубах?
Может, у тебя есть для меня сюрприз?
Ты что, даже понятия не имеешь, как глубоко проникла в моё сердце?
На этой неделе я мечтал о тебе почти каждую ночь.
Ты умеешь хранить секреты? (1)
В общем, я нашёл одну мелодию,

One look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid faces
They don't want to say hello, like I want to say hello
Well, my heartbeat's at its peak, when you're coming up to speak

And oh, I'm so tense and never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer
And I'm talking gibberish

One look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid faces
They don't want to say hello like I want to say hello
My heartbeat's at its peak when you're coming up to speak

Well I'm so tense and never tenser
Well I'll go a bit Frank Spencer
And I'm talking gibberish

One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak

And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?

One look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid faces
They don't want to say hello, but I can't want to say hello
My heartbeat's at its peak, when you're coming up to speak

Well I'm so tense and never tenser
Well I'll go a bit Frank Spencer
And I'm talking gibberish

One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak

And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?

You got your H.P. Lovecraft
Your Edgar Allan Poe
You got your unkind of ravens
And your murder of crows

Catty eyelashes and your Dracula cape
Been flashing triple A passes at the cemetery gates
Cause you’re so dark, babe

Have you got colour in your cheeks?
Do you ever get that fear that you can’t shift the tide that sticks around like summat in your teeth?
Hide 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’ve found that makes me think of you somehow
And I play it on repeat until I fall asleep

I thought a saw you in the Battleship, but it was only a look alike
She was nothing but a vision trick under the warning light
She was close, close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast when I asked her if I could call her your name

I thought I saw you in the Rusty Hook, huddled up in a wicker chair
I wandered over for a closer look and kissed whoever was sitting there
She was close and she held me very tightly