PERHAPS FUCK OFF MIGHT BE TOO KIND
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...ALEX TURNER!!!
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Do Me A Favour
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 up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they'll tell you that.
It's these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!
She walked away, well her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
You could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if you need some help!
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.
Mardy Bum
Now then Mardy Bum
I see your frown
And it's like looking down the barrel of a gun
And it goes off
And out come all these words
Oh there's a very pleasant side to you
A side I much prefer
It's one that laughs and jokes around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away
Oh, but it's right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you're all argumentative
And you've got the face on
Well now then Mardy Bum
Oh I'm in trouble again, aren't I?
I thought as much
Cause you turned over there
Pulling that silent disappointment face
The one that I can't bear
Can't we laugh and joke around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away
Oh, but it's right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you're all argumentative
And you've got the face on
Yeah I'm sorry I was late
Well I missed the train
And then the traffic was a state
And I can't be arsed to carry on in this debate
That reoccurs, oh when you say I don't care
Well of course I do, yeah I clearly do!
So laugh and joke around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was up, up and away
Still it's right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you're all argumentative
And you've got the face on.
Riot Van
Up rolled the riot van
And sparked excitement in the boys
But the policemen look annoyed
Perhaps these are ones they should avoid
They got a chase last night from men with truncheon's dressed in hats
They didn't do that much wrong, still ran away though for the laugh, just for the laugh
- Please just stop talking
Because they won't find us if you do
Oh those silly boys in blue
Well they won't catch me and you
- Have you been drinking son, you don't look old enough to me
I'm sorry officer is there a certain age you're supposed to be?... nobody told me
Up rolled the riot van
And these lads just wind the coppers up
Ask why they don't catch proper crooks
Get their address and their name's took
But they couldn't care less
He got thrown in the riot van
And all the coppers kicked him in
And there was no way he could win
Just had to take it on the chin.
Cigarette Smoker Fiona
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
She could have been one of the bitches
but she's actually alright
(Cigarette smoker)
I'm sorry, but we're all unsure
how much you've had but
(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more
A country home, even if we really tried
What if it's just surprises now?
And I bet your dad would like to give us all a slap
When are your parents back? d'you know?
Well I never came from no ghetto
but it wasn't nowhere near here
Well-spoken girls in stillettos
aren't something to fear
(Cigarette smoker)
I'm sorry, but we're all unsure
How much you've had but
(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more
(Cigarette smoker)
I'm sorry, but we're all unsure
How much you've had but
(We think that you oughta) maybe not have any more
(Cigarette smoker)
Cigarette smoke doesn't hide
As well as you think
And you'd think that it oughta
Act as the perfect disguise
Plastic Tramp
He looks as if he hasn't slept,
His hair is purposely unkept.
Then he knew his people wept
When you crafted your plan.
Shadows underneath the eyes,
And everywhere the bastard lies,
My lack of proof is your disguise,
You won't remember me.
There's nothing really I can say,
I'm sorry mate and walk away.
I could be wrong unless you play your game.
It's wonderful and most unkind,
And Horrible is redefined.
I can't imagine that you'd mind at all.
You're lying again, your conscious ain't you friend.
And the only thing you are sorting out is your imagination.
lying again, your conscious ain't you friend.
And the only thing you are sorting out is your imagination.
Is he really on the street,
Desperation or deceit?
And what he's wearing on his feet will solve our mystery.
And I am baffled by how you stand there soaking it in.
Do you hide your identity where you hide your grin?
Better hide your grin
Shadows underneath the eyes,
And everywhere the bastard lies,
My lack of proof is your disguise,
You won't remember me.
There's nothing really I can say,
I'm sorry mate and walk away.
I could be wrong unless you play your game.
It's wonderful and most unkind,
And Horrible is redefined.
I can't imagine that you'd mind at all.
You're lying again, your conscious ain't you friend.
And the only thing you are sorting out is your imagination.
lying again, your conscious ain't you friend.
And the only thing you are sorting out is your imagination.
Too Much To Ask
The smiles as she walked in the room have all turned into frowns
Am I too quick to assume that the love is no longer in bloom
The tantrums and the tears play a very different tunes to what they did before
Their heads red raw
And the end doesn't sound like the happiest around
When you sobbed before it felt much more like the product of the squabble
Now there's reason for it to be something more
And there would be
Oh its uncertain weather, the curtain has shut for good
She said "see if it's still raining but I'm not dressed for it, and if you loved me..."
And I interrupt to receive the scowl and stare
But still decided to stop her there
Would it be outrageous to say
We're either shouting or we're shagging locked in tempestuous phase
At least that's how we felt yesterday
The eyes are getting heavier
And whether you're sleep or awake, is a mistery
Would a kiss be too much to ask
When you fit me as sunday's frozen pitch fits the thermos flask
It's a pity
It just hit me we can't go back
To the chest touching on the back
The Nettles
Sank into their calculations and snorted on a stench
a bare arithmetic
look for the boy who was hanging his head low
more trophies and ideas
to follow their pretend.
With a scowl in his pocket and a smile on his face
he followed with obedience and fell in the nettles.
I flew in some spiked meniscus and he bought his own rope
and skipped against the rode
did start not to find the dark lead and catch that man i hope
devices man are closed
he lost all his foot holes.
And with a scowl in his pocket and a smile on his face
he followed with obedience and fell in the nettles,fell in the nettles, fell in the nettles
He was a toothpick and the garlic and the cinder upon the pub
failed to blunt or hinder, a slow collapse
and clinging to the door frame he was trapped
after a reminder of where he had been
With a smile in his pocket and a scowl on his face
there was nowhere to flee
just had to tent in the nettles.
