Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
Last night when my psyche's. Subcommittee sang to me in its scary voice. You slowly dropped your eyelids. When true love takes a grip, it leaves you without a choice. And in response to what you.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner. Breathing in your dust. I wanna be your Ford Cortina. I will never rust. If you like your coffee hot. Let me be your coffee pot. You call the shots babe. I just wanna be yours. Secrets I.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
I'm in a vest. Library pictures of the quickening canoe. The first of it's kind to get to the moon. Trust some ellipses to chase you round the room. Through curly straws and metaphors and goo! Been watching all the.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
Lời bài hát Love Is A Laserquest. Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now. Or darling have you started feeling old yet? Don't worry I'm sure that you're still breaking hearts. With the efficiency that.
Tác giả: Alex Turner & Jon McClure
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
Old yellow bricks, love's a risk, quite the little Escapoligist. Looked so miffed, when you wished, for a thousand places better than this, you are the fugitive, but you dont know what you're runnin from, you.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
Dancing in my underpants, I'm gonna run for government. I'm gonna form a covers band an' all. Back there by the baby grand, did Mr. Winter Wonderland say. "Come 'ere, kid, we really need to talk"? Bear with me,
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling, that it was a heart that he was stealing, oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement, the eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away, i bet the juliet.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
I etched a 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.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
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.
Tác giả: Alex Turner
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Arctic Monkeys
Topless models doing semaphore. Wave their flags as she walks by and get ignored. Illuminations on a rainy day. When she walks, her footsteps sing a reckless serenade. I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I.