Monkeys watch out for them monkeys those crazy big guys drinking downtown Monkeys watch out for them monkeys They'll knock you right off your feet onto
before ya Just cos we're having a say-so Not lining up to be playdoh Oh, in five years time, will it be "Who the fuck's Arctic Monkeys?" 'Cause everybody
Lady, where has your love gone? I was looking but can't find it anywhere They always offer when there's loads of love around But, when you're short of
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
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
Anticipation, i did not mean to set you up for disappointment in evening entertainment but tonight there'll be some love tonight there'll be a ruckus
One look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling races Back up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid faces They don't want
So who's that girl there? I wonder what went wrong So that she had to roam the streets She don't do major credit cards I doubt she does receipts It's
Anticipation has a habit to set you up For disappointment in evening entertainment but Tonight there'll be some love Tonight there'll be a ruckus yeah
It's ever so funny, I don't think you're special I don't think you're cool You're just probably alreyt, but under these lights you look beautiful But
We got thrown in a riot van And the coppers kicked him in And there was no way he could win Just had to take it on the chin Smoked a bong a last night
Ask if we can have six in If not we'll have to have two You're coming up our end aren't you I'll get one with you He wouldn't let us have six in Especially
Well I've seen your eyes as they flicked on me What is he doing? What on earth's the plan? Has he got one? You'd better give me some pointers Since you
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
Stop making the eyes at me, I'll stop making the eyes at you And what it is that surprises me is that I don't really want you to And your shoulders are
Last night these two bouncers And one of em's alright The other one's the scary one His way or no way, totalatarian He's got no time for you Looking or
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
Get on your dancing shoes There's one thing on your mind Oh, been there looking for you Sure you'll be rummagin' through Oh and the shit, shock, horror
