Тексты песен «Arctic Monkeys»

My baby wants to drive the train But don't you let her, don't you let her touch the tracks I said my baby wants to drive the train Well all aboard yeah, and don't forget to mind the gap Don't you let her, don't you...

Get out the way, mister With your short sharp tips No, I won't read your lips right now And baby, hey You send a shiver down my spine But do you read my mind Do you... And you're looking pretty suspicious And...

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...

"Cornerstone" 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...

Outside 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 n mix Said your mistaken if you thinking that I an't been called...

I so wanted it long but she 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...

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 D is for...

007 and Brucey Wayne Are shitting there ?selves 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 his arm in every land...

"Dance Little Liar" 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...

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 For you to...

"Dangerous Animals" 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...

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...

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,...

Have you got colour in your cheeks? Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift The type that sticks around like summat in your teeth? Are there some aces up your sleeve? Have you no idea that...

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, the car went...

Ну, вот утро и закончилось. Слезы с руля стекали на сидение, Несколько часов или несколько недель, Лучше бы я сказал, что они были одинаково холодными! Это начало конца, машина поднялась на холм И исчезла за его...

Dont Sit Down Cause Ive Moved Your Chair Lyrics 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...

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 trilbies and their glasses of white wine And all the weekend rock stars...

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...