Arctic Monkeys 3집 - Humbug (2009) by Arctic Monkeys (보컬) on maniadb.com

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 love
And have a spin of my propeller

It's a necessary evil
No cause for emergency
Borrow the beak of a bald eagle
Oh, momentary synergy

Coax me out, my love
Sink into tomorrow
Coax me out, my love
And have a spin of my propeller

My propeller won't spin and I can't get it started on my own
When are you arriving?

My propeller won't spin and I can't get it started on my own
When are you arriving?

My propeller won't spin and I can't get it started on my own

When are you arriving?
My propeller

I sat in the cafe 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 and mix

Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Is all you have left and it was going to waste

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on it's way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never look like yourself from the side
But your profile did not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne

With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

And your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoon

Uninviting
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
You are crying lightning

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning
Crying lightning

Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying

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
And you press it to my chest and you make me wheeze
Then to my knees you do promote me

I'm pinned down by the dark
A-N-I-M-A-L
Makes my head pirouette
More than I won't be willing to confess
D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S

The light it fidgets through
The thoughts'll soon revert to you
About as bashful as a tribal dance
The first and final chance
And cause the audience

The frighteners and fiends
Divided up into two teams
When the acrobat fell off the beam
She broke everyone's hearts

I'm pinned down by the dark
A-N-I-M-A-L
Makes my head pirouette
More than I would be willing to confess

D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S
D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S

The most unsuitable pet
It's been long enough now so let's
Make a mess lioness

Pinned down by the dark
I'm pinned down by the dark

D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S
A-N-I-M-A-L

D-A-N-G-E-R-O-U-S
A-N-I-M-A-L

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

It's a magnolia celebration
To be attempted on a Wednesday night
It's better than to get a reputation
As a miserable little tyke
At least that's the conclusion
She came to in this overture

The secret door swings behind us
She's saying nothing
She's just giggling along

Her arms were folded most indignant
Not looking like she was soon to leave
I had to squint in order to believe
And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf
I'm unveiling the unexpected
How she was never gonna look to?
Suddenly embarrassed and corrected
How could such a creature
Survive in such a habitat

The secret door swings behind us
She's saying nothing
She's just giggling along
And even if they were to find us
I wouldn't notice, I'm completely occupied

At all the 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

Fools on parade
Frolic and fuck about to make her gaze
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture
That holds her options
But you're daft to think she'd care

Fools on parade [3x]
Conduct a sing-along

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

It's them that put me inside the reminder
That yours is the only ocean,
(Yours Is the only ocean)
That I wanna swing from,
Yours is the only ocean,
That I wanna hang on

I've got this ego mechanic,
She's always trying to give me vitamins
Oh she'd be frightened of your reflection,
I preferred her as a cartoon
If I could be someone else for a week,
I'd spend it chasing after you,
Cos she's not shattering my attitude,
No matter how she folds the potion

Yours is the only ocean,
That I wanna swing from,
Yours is the only ocean,
That I wanna hang on to
I'm swinging on
Yours is the only ocean,
Yours is the only ocean,
Yours is the only ocean,
Yours is the only ocean

Potion approaching, shield your eyes,
Potion approaching, visualize,
Holding a token, swollen in size,
Potion approaching, shield your eyes

Oh but if we're gonna escape though,
We really ought to think it through,
Would you like me to build you a go kart?

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 laguther
And tell you how it feels

And does burden come to meet ya
If I've questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel

The day after you stole my heart,
Everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you

And you're hiding in my soup
And the book reveals your face
And there's a splashing in my eyelids
The concentration continually breaks

I did request the mark you cast
Didn't heal as fast
I hear your vioce in silences
Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?

And the jostling crowd
You're not allowed to tell the truth
And the photobooth's a liar
And the sharpened explanations
But theres no screaming reason to inquire
I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes with things they never see if it smacks in their temples

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

I thought I saw you in the rusty hook
Huddled up in wicker chair
I wandered up for a closer look
And kissed who ever was sitting there

She was close, and she held me very tightly
'Til I asked awfully politely, please
Can I call you her name

And I elongated my lift home,
Yeah I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
And kept my shortcuts to myself

I thought I saw you in the parrots beak
Messing with the smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
And she had a broken arm

It was close, so close that the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in letraset
No you can't call me her name

Tell me where's your hiding place
I'm worried I'll forget your face
And I've asked everyone
And I'm beginning to think I imagined you all along

I elongated my lift home
Yeah I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seatbelt
And kept my shortcuts to myself

I saw your sister in the cornerstone
On the phone to the middle man
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand

She was close, well you couldn't get much closer
She said I'm really not supposed to but yes,
You can call me anything you want

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
And she'll detect the fiction on
Your lips and dig a contradiction up

And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there's dirt beneath the dirt
The liar take a lot less time

I'm sure it's clear and plain to me
Its not an alibi you need just yet
Oh no it's something for those beads of sweat
Yes that we'll get you back to normal

And after you have dabbed the patch you'll grieve
And then proceed to scratch the varnish off
That newly added calmness
So as not to raise any alarms too soon

And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there's dirt beneath the dirt

The liar takes a lot less

Time to decide on his saunter
Have you got itchy bones
And in all your time alone
Can you hack your mind being riddled
With the wrong memories

And the clean coming will hurt
And you can never get it spotless
When there's dirt between the dirt

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,
And will intertwine in co-operative time,
Shall we sit on the springs 'til the mung goes dry?

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall,
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the

What came first the chicken or the dickhead?
Split sleep reeps through rewards and ill fitting thoughts,
A twilight force, she doesn't wanna walk,
Your legs start running and your head gets caught,
Cannot be nineteen, it's perfectly placed for the reasonably frightening,
Pulled from the after taste, you'll have to slip away,
And I'm happy to say,
Behold as the crook in a hammock plays

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall,
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall

Behold as the crook in the hammock plays,
Crawling with the base of the scales,
And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act,
Gagged, bound and craft in a tale,
Trailing wrapped in a gasp,

Crawling with the base of the scales,
And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act,
You were gagged, bound and craft in a tale,
Trailing wrapped in a gasp.

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall,
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall.