Arctic Monkey все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

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,

I feel anonymous anonymous anonymous in here
In this conspiracy conspiracy conspiracy of fear

I wanna see the top, I want you to stop
I wanna see the top, I want you to stop

I feel anonymous anonymous anonymous in here
It is a market is a market is a market like a prayer

Outside the cafe by the cracker factory,
You were practisin' a magic trick,
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed,
On the last of your pick and mix.

Said you're mistaken if you thinkin' that I haven't been caught cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace,
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper,