Cornerstone (Artic Monkeys)

Reproductor do video.

CORNERSTONE
ARTIC MONKEYS

I 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 every tightly
Till 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 seat belt
And kept my shortcuts to myself
I thought I saw you in the parrot`s beak
Messing whit 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 as 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
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 seat belt
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”

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Fluorescent adolescent (Artic Monkeys)

Reproductor do video.

Temos aquí uns clowns un pouquiño brutais que non se andan con “chiquitas”. Os mafiosos de medio pelo que se enfrontan a eles non saben onde se meten!

FLUORESCENT ADOLESCENT
ARTIC MONKEYS

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything’s in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary’s lacking a Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?

Oh that boy’s a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Not as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up…

Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now when she tells she’s gonna get it
I’m guessing that she’d rather just forget i
Clinging to not getting sentimental
Said she wasn’t going but she went still
Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle
Was it a megadobber or a betting pencil?

Oh that boy’s a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren’t as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Woah.

Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You’re not coming back again.

Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You’re not coming back again.

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Started all the naughty nights with niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything’s in order in a black hole
Everything was pretty in the past though
That Bloody Mary’s lacking in tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?