Franz Ferdinand Lois Lane

Lois Lane seems a pretty strong woman

The kind woman that a girl could be

So you’ve got an HND in journalism?

Because journalism could change the world

And if you change the world

Then you could be happy

Yeah, you could be happy

Choices

You make good choices

To change our world

So you could be happy

Motivation of altruism, the selfishness

The desire for the pleasure of the reward

Of the fine young cynic

You cried

Would you rather not have a go

And change the world

Come on, come

Yeah, you could be happy

Come on, come on, come on

Yeah you could be happy

Choices

You make good choices

To change our world

So you could be happy

Oh he changed you

I mean I did not like him

No, I never liked him

Which made me not like you

Not like I used to do

No, we were never, no we were never

We were never friends

So you could be happy

So you could be happy

Choices

You make good choices

That change our world

So you could be happy

Choices

You make good choices

To change our world

So you could be happy

At the over thirties singles night

The over thirties singles night

It’s bleak, it’s bleak, it’s bleak

It’s bleak, it’s bleak, it’s bleak

It’s bleak, it’s bleak, it’s bleak

At the over thirties singles night

The over thirties singles night

It’s bleak, it’s bleak, it’s bleak

It’s bleak, it’s bleak

See you next week

Franz Ferdinand L. Wells

Great Western Wind catches in your Celtic hair

Flicks it round your face like flames around the sun

In the bright cold air you seem as innocent and fair

As Rita Tushingham in 1961

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel so good

I wish that I could be as good as you

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel the good

Beyond the poison in us like you do

LP records in your little hands

Put them on your little dansette for a dance

All those men sing you’ll never walk alone

But you’ll never let them break your little heart.

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel so good

I wish that I could be as good as you

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel the good

Beyond the poison in us like you do

If you have some sort of secret

If you need someone to tell

You can tell me

Because my memory

Always fails

I will forget

And your secret

Will remain

Yes the secret

The secret

Will remain

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel so good

I wish that I could be as good as you

Well, Lindsey Wells

How I wish that I could feel the good

Beyond the poison in us like you do

Franz Ferdinand The Universe Expanded

I’ll give you each love letter back

We’ll laugh before every joke is told

We’ll pose after every photograph

Has been removed from the negative

[indistinct muttering]

With every smile we lose a line

Watch the stars fall back into the sky

Cork the wine

Unbake a cake

Take the dog back to the RSPCA

But I don’t mind losing you this time

I’ll meet you coming backwards

I’ll meet you coming back

When the universe has expanded

Time will contract

You’ll come back

I’ll meet you coming backwards

Next time

We make-up start an argument

Tears crawl back into your…

I turn from a friend

Of your friend

Unintroduced

Forget your name forevermore

But I don’t mind losing you this time

I’ll meet you coming backwards…

Yes I’ll meet you coming back

But we move forwards

Into emptiness

Into the void

Into the universe

We’ll part as happy strangers

From a long friendship

That grew from

Such a love

Franz Ferdinand Always Ascending

(Put your ladder down… [repeat during 1st verse])

Don’t be concerned

It’s just the way that gravity works round here

All slowly rising, falling patiently

Feel no

Feel no fear

Cirrus caress you

Cumulus kiss you

Raindrops of crystal

Whisper “we’ll miss you”

But go

Let go

Always and always and always ascending

The opening line leaves an uncertain ending

Always and always and always ascending

The chords seem to pause, but ahh-

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Talk to me

(Talk to me)

C’mon talk to me

(Talk to me)

Yeah talk to me

(Talk to me)

Ahh

Wake me up

C’mon wake me up

Waking up dry

Waking up dusty

Feeling remorse

Feeling thirsty

Bring me a cup

Bring me water

We can ascend

From this arrangement

We can see fate

As entertainment

Bring me a cup

Bring me water

Bring me water

Always and always and always ascending

The Shepard misleads so you think you’re transcending

Always and always and always ascending

Pause the progression, but ahh

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Never going to resolve

(Never going to resolve)

Talk to me

(Talk to me)

C’mon talk to me

(Talk to me)

Yeah talk to me

(Talk to me)

Ahh

Wake me up

C’mon wake me up

Waking up dry

Waking up dusty

Feeling remorse

Feeling thirsty

Bring me a cup

Bring me water

Bring me water

Bring me water

Bring me water

Bring me water, yeah

(Put your ladder down… [repeat till end])

Cirrus caress you

Cumulus kiss you

Raindrops of crystal

Whisper “we’ll miss you”

But go

Let go

Franz Ferdinand Demagogue

He’s a demagogue

Check out his rise

He’s a demagogue

He’s fatally famous

He’s a demagogue

He plays with my fears

A demagogue

My shadow side dreaming

The demagogue

It feels so good to be dumb

From the Wall straight to La Quenta

Those pussy grabbing fingers won’t let go of me now

A demagogue

A demagogue

He’s a demagogue

He’d like to punch in your face

He’s a demagogue

Throwing terminal shade

The demagogue

He knows all of the words

He’s a demagogue

He sees a nation of marks

From the mob to chapter eleven

Those tiny vulgar fingers on the nuclear bomb

A demagogue

A demagogue

What’s a mother and father got to do with making me?

What’s a mother and father got to do with making me?

What’s a mother and father got to do with making me?

What’s a mother and father meant to do with making me?

What’s a mother and father meant to do with making me?

What’s a mother and father meant to do with making me?

What’s a mother and father meant to do with making me?

Franz Ferdinand Stand On The Horizon

How can I tell you I was wrong?

How can I tell you I was wrong?

When I am

The proudest man

Ever born

I stand on the horizon

I want to step across it with you

But when the sun’s this low

Everything’s cold

On the line of the horizon

Come to me

Oh won’t you come to me [3x]

Won’t you come to me, yeah

How can I tell you I was wrong?

How can I tell you I was wrong?

When I am

The cruellest man

You have known

That you’ve ever known

That you’ve ever known

That you’ve ever known

I stand on the horizon

I want to step across it with you

But when the sun is this low

Everything’s gold

On the line of the horizon

In South Shields Metro station

I heard Marsden Rock was breaking

The North Sea shaking

All that we know

To make us see the point of living

Is to live

So won’t you come to me

Won’t you come to me, yeah

Come to me, won’t you come to me, yeah

The North Sea sings,

“Won’t you come to me baby? Won’t you come to me?” [2x]

The North Sea sings,

“Won’t you come to me baby?”

The North Sea singing

“Won’t you come to me?” [4x]

Won’t you come to me with you? [3x]

Won’t you come to me?

The North Sea sings,

“Won’t you come to me baby?”

The North Sea singing,

“Won’t you come to me?”

Franz Ferdinand This Fffire

Eyes, burning a way through me

Eyes, destroying so sweetly

Now, there is a fire in me

A fire that burns

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control

This fire is out of control

This fire is out of control

And I’ll burn

Eyes, boring a way through me

Paralyse, controlling completely

Now, there is a fire within me

A fire that burns

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control, then I

I’m out of control and I burn

Oh, how I burn for you

Burn

Oh, how I burn for you

Burn, how I burn

How I burn

Oh, how I…

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control

I’m going to burn this city

Burn this city

This fire is out of control

I’ll burn it

I’ll burn it

I’ll burn it

I’ll burn it down

Franz Ferdinand Sound And Vision

Drifting into my solitude

Over my head

Don’t you wonder sometimes

‘Bout sound and vision

Aah-Aahh…

Blue, blue, electric blue

That’s the colour of my room

Where I will live

Blue-ooh

Pale blinds drawn all day

Nothing to read

Nothing to say

Blue-ooh

I will sit right down

Waiting for the gift of sound and vision

And I will sing

Waiting for the gift of sound and vision

Don’t you wonder sometimes

‘Bout sound and vision

Aah-Aahh…

Blue, blue, electric blue

That’s the colour of my room

Where I will live

Blue-ooh

I will sit right down

Waiting for the gift of sound and vision

And I will sing

Waiting for the gift of sound and vision

Drifting into my solitude

Over my head

Franz Ferdinand Walk Away

I swapped my innocence for pride

Crushed the end within my stride

Said ‘I’m strong now I know that I’m a leaver”

I love the sound of you walking away

Mascara bleeds a blackened tear

And I am cold

Yes I’m cold

But not as cold as you are

I love the sound of you walking away

Why don’t you walk away?

No buildings will fall down

Why don’t you walk away?

No quake will split the ground

Why don’t you walk away?

The sun won’t swallow the sky

Why don’t you walk away?

Statues will not cry

I cannot turn to see those eyes

As apologies may rise

I must be strong and stay an unbeliever

And love the sound of you walking away

Mascara bleeds into my eye

I’m not cold

I am old

At least as old as you are

As you walk away

And as you walk away

My headstone crumbles down

As you walk away

The Hollywood wind’s a howl

As you walk away

The Kremlin’s falling

As you walk away

Radio 4 is static

As you walk away

The stab of stiletto

On a silent night

Stalin smiles

Hitler laughs

Churchill claps

Mao Tse-Tung

On the back

Franz Ferdinand Jacqueline

Jacqueline was seventeen

Working on a desk

When Ivor

Peered above a spectacle

Forgot that he had wrecked a girl

Sometimes these eyes

Forget the face they’re peering from

When the face they peer upon

Well, you know

That face as i do

And how in the return of tha gaze

She can return you the face

That you are staring from

It’s always better on holiday

So much better on holiday

That’s why we only work when

We need the money

Gregor was down again

Said come on, kick me again

Said i’m so drunk

I don’t mind if you kill me

Come on you gutless

I’m alive

I’m alive

I’m alive

And how i know it

But for chips and for freedom

I could die

It’s always better on holiday…