Alex Turner Piledriver Waltz

I etched the 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

You look like you’ve been for breakfast at the Heartbreak Hotel

And sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose

Your waitress was miserable and so was your food

If you’re gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear your comfortable shoes

Mysteries flashing amber go green

When you answer but the red on the rest

Of the questionnaire never changes

I heard the news that you’re planning

To shoot me out of a cannon

I heard the piledriver waltz

It woke me up this morning

You look like you’ve been for breakfast at the Heartbreak Hotel

And sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose

Your waitress was miserable and so was your food

If you’re gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear your comfortable shoes

Alex Turner Hiding Tonight

Tomorrow I’ll be quicker

I’ll stare into the strobe light flicker

And afloat I’ll stay

But I’m quite alright hiding today

Tomorrow I’ll be faster

I’ll catch what I’ve been chasing after

And have time to play

But I’m quite alright hiding today

And I will play the coconut shy

And win a prize even if it’s rigged

I won’t know when to stop

And you can leave off my lid, and I won’t even lose my fizz

I’ll be the polka dots type

I’ll know the way back, if you know the way

But if you are, I am quite alright, hiding today

Tomorrow I’ll be stronger, running colorful

No longer just in black and white

And I’m quite alright hiding tonight

And I will have a game on the coconut shy

And win a prize even if it’s rigged

I won’t know when to stop

And you can leave off my lid, and I won’t even lose my fizz

I’ll be the polka dots type

I’ll probably swim through a few lagoons

I’ll have a spring in my step

And I’ll get there soon

To sing you a happy tune, tomorrow

And you better bring a change of clothes

So we can sail our laughing pianos along a beam of light

But I’m quite alright

Hiding tonight

Alex Turner Glass In The Park

There’s glass in the park

Darling, I can’t help but keep

Making appointments to sweep

Beneath the climbing frame

If the sun’s in your eyes

I’ll tighten your blindfold, baby

Don’t worry, your foot won’t get cut

Strut carelessly

And when you say that you need me tonight

I can’t keep my feelings in disguise

The white parts of my eyeballs illuminate

And I’ll wait for you

As if I’m waiting for the storm to stop

I’ve heard them talking

About how I’m gonna put you off

There’s glass in the park

And now that I’m up off my knees

I’ve picked up the speed

To jump your palaces

And I shoot through the night

And suddenly all those once lost

Concoctions froth

And chase the day away

When you say that you need me tonight

I can’t keep my feelings in disguise

The white part of my eyeball illuminates

And I’ll wait for you

As if I’m waiting for the storm to stop

I’ve heard them talking

About how I’m gonna put you off

Tell me, how can I put you off

When you’re a matter of urgency

I’ve got a million things that I need to do

But they’re all secondary

Make sure you’re not followed

And meet me by the death balloon

Paraselene woman

I’m your man in the moon

And like a grain of diamond dust you float

And my devotion’s outer crust cracks

Alex Turner It’s Hard To Get Around The Wind

It’s like you’re trying to get to heaven in a hurry,

And the queue was shorter than you thought it would be,

And the doorman says,

You need to get a wristband.

You got a lift between the pitfalls,

But you’re looking like your low on energy,

Did you get out and walk,

To ensure you’d miss the quicksand?

Looking for a new place to begin,

Feeling like it’s hard to understand,

But as long as you still keep peppering the pill,

You’ll find a way to spit it out again.

And even when you know the way it’s gonna blow,

It’s hard to get around the wind.

Stretching out the neck on your evening,

Trying to even out some deficits,

But it’s sabertooth multi-ball confusion.

And you can shriek until you’re hollow,

Or whisper it the other way,

Trying to save the youth without putting your shoes on.

Looking for a new place to begin,

Feeling like it’s hard to understand,

But as long as you still keep peppering the pill,

You’ll find a way to spit it out again.

And even when you know the way it’s gonna blow,

It’s hard to get around the wind.

I can hear you through my window,

But I’m never quite sure who is who,

But they want the world on a dessert spoon.

It always sounds like they’re fighting,

Or if that’s what they are about to do,

It might not hurt now but it’s gonna hurt soon.