Arctic Monkeys Ravey Ravey Ravey Club

She’s the victim, well fuck all that we ain’t goin home today

And she’s been too much magic beans to walk all men away

And she’s been eatin’ too much magic beans to walk all men away

Put up your picture and the playful love will get around

Yeah but we’ll get around yeah

Yeah but we’ll get around

Well everyones felling alright

I won’t be sleeping today

No I won’t be sleeping tonight

We’re felling silly, I’m feeling oh so sick

And I can’t see you through the smoke because the clouds so thick

And theres a fire as your dancing to the disco sound

Put up your picture baby and love will get around

Yeah but we’ll get around yeah

But yeah we’ll get around

Everyone’s feeling alright

I won’t be sleeping today

And I won’t be sleeping tonight

Arctic Monkeys The Bakery

I wish you would have smiled in the bakery

Or sat on a tatty settee

At some mutual friend’s gathering

And the more you keep on looking the more it’s hard to take

Love, we’re in stalemate

To never meet it surely where we’re bound

There’s one in every town

Just there to grind you down

I wish I would have seen you in the post office

Well maybe I did and I missed it

Too busy with a mind on clever lines

Why not the rounder’s pitch or the canteen?

You’re slacking love where have you been?

Just had to go and wait until tonight

(To give me the invite don’t worry it’s alright)

I wish I would have seen you down in the arcade

Sipping on a lemonade

In the paper cup and chewing on the straw

And I wish I’d seen you in the bakery

But if I’d seen you in the bakery

You probably wouldn’t have seen me

Arctic Monkeys The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala

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 somersaults

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

I took the batteries out my mysticism

And put them in my thinking cap

She’s got a telescopic hallelujah

Hanging up on the wall

For when it gets too complicated

In the eye of the storm

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

And in a Hellcat-spangled cavern

When your judgment’s on the run

And you’re acting like a stranger

‘Cause you thought it looked like fun

And did you ever get the feeling

That these are things she’s said before

Her steady hands may well have done

The Devil’s pedicure

What you waiting for

Sing another fucking shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Shalalala

Arctic Monkeys Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?

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 and to my message you reply,

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high?

Hi, why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

Somewhere darker

Talking the same shite

I need a partner (hey)

Well, are you out tonight?

It’s harder and harder to get you to listen

More I get through the gears

Incapable of making alright decisions

And having bad ideas

Now it’s three in the morning and I’m trying to change your mind

Left you multiple missed calls and to my message you reply (message you reply),

“Why’d you only call me when you’re high? (why’d you only call me when you’re high?)

Hi, why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

And I can’t see you here wonder where I might?

Sort of feels like I’m running out of time

I haven’t found what I was hoping to find

You said, “You gotta be up in the morning, gonna have an early night.

And you’re starting to bore me, baby.

Why’d you only call me when you’re high?”

Why’d you only ever phone me when you’re high?

Why’d you only ever phone me when you’re high?

Why’d you only ever phone me when you’re high?

Why’d you only ever phone me when you’re high?

Arctic Monkeys Temptation Greets You Like Your Naughty Friend

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.

And she said we’ve got that spark,

That only lights a fuse,

Helps you see in the dark,

But it’s a sight you’ll lose when,

The temptation greets you like your naughty friend.

I don’t ever want to hate you,

So don’t show me your bed,

The only roads are cul-de-sacs,

The only ends are dead.

Temptation greets you like your naughty mate,

One that made you steal and set things on fire,

But one you haven’t seen of late.

And I said that kind of talk,

Only adds intrigue,

To the cauldron of thought,

It’s already exceeding,

Temptation, the very thing that held her back.

I don’t ever want to hate you,

So don’t show me your bed,

The only roads are cul-de-sacs,

The only ends are dead.

I don’t ever want to hate you,

It’s not part of the plan,

So keep your charm where I can’t see it,

And your hands where I can.

[Dizzee Rascal]

We used to be in tight me and my naughty friends,

Caused enticement ? in the air,

I mean day ‘n’ night,

We robbed, we stole, we loved to fight,

Smoking, drinking, joyriding,

Drugs, thugs, not law-abiding,

Reckless gangsters ? no direction,

No sign of correction,

But then i switched it off,

Changed my ways,

What the hell!

Like oh my days ,

But like my naughty friends,

They’re not phased,

Can’t believe that this music pays,

See no reason why we can’t do,

All the things we’ve always done,

Still in my heart I know thats just what,

But its hard to fight the temptation son.

[Arctic Monkeys]

The panic will fall down around you,

If you don’t do what I say.

I don’t ever want to hate you,

So don’t show me your bed,

The only roads are cul-de-sacs,

The only ends are dead.

I don’t ever want to hate you,

It’s not part of the plan,

So keep your charm where I can’t see it,

And your hands where I can

Arctic Monkeys You Probably Couldn’t See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Me

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 heart beats at its peak,

When you’re coming up to speak

And oh I’m so tense, never tenser

Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?

And I’m talking gibberish,

Tip of the tongue but I can’t deliver it

…Properly, oh it’s all getting on top of me

And if it weren’t this dark you’d see how red my face has gone, yeah

Everybody’s trying to crack the jokes and that to make you smile

Those that claim that they’re not showing off are drowning in denial

But they’re not half as bad as me say anything and I’ll agree

‘Cause when it comes to acting up, I’m sure I could write the book

And now that you’re more than a part in the play

It’s slightly easier to think what to say

You had us all standing on our heads

Doing our best tricks, yeah

Never again, never again, oh, will there be another one quite as desirable as you

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

Arctic Monkeys Fire And The Thud

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

But if it’s true you’re gonna run away

Tell me where, I’ll meet you there

Am I snapping the excitement

If I pack away the laughter, and tell you how it feels?

And does burden come to meet you

If I’ve questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel

The day after you stole my heart

Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you, with you

And now you’re hiding in my soup

And this book reveals your face

And you’re splashing in my eyelids

The concentration continually breaks

I did request the mark you cast didn’t heal as fast

I hear your voice in silences

Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?

In the jostling crowd

You’re not allowed

To tell the truth

And the photo booth’s a liar!

There’s a sharpened explanation

But there’s no screaming reason to enquire

I’d like to poke them in their prying eyes with things

They’d never see if it smacked them in their temples