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Favourite Worst Nightmare (Album, 2007)

Brianstorm

Brian, Top marks for not trying,
So kind of you to bless us with your effortlessness
We’re grateful and so strangely comforted
And I wonder,
Are you putting us under?
Cos we can't take our eyes off the t-shirt and tie combination
See you later Innovator!

Some want to kiss some want to kick you
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression I get
cos you're smooth and you're wet
And she's not aware yet, but she's yours

She'll be saying "Use me", Show me the Jacuzzi
I imagine that it's there on a plate, you're our rendezvous rate
Means you'll never be frightened, to make 'em wait for a while
I doubt it's your style not to get what you set out to acquire
The eyes are on fire you are the un-forecasted storm

Calm, Collected and Commanding you leave the other stories standing
With your renditions and jokes I bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept because you've stolen their.......Thunder
Are you putting us under?
Cos we can't take our eyes off the t-shirt and tie combination
See you later Innovator!

They’ve sped up to the point where they provoke,
The punch-line before they have told the joke,
Plenty of desperation to be seen,
Staring at the television screen,
They've sped up to the point where they provoke you to tell the fucking punch-line before you have told the joke,
“I'm sorry, sunshine, it doesn't exist, It wasn't in the top 100 list“

And it’s the 1000th time that it's even bolder
Don't be surprised when you get bent over
They told you but you were dying for it

Saw it and she grabbed it and it wasn't what it seemed
The kids all dream of making it, whatever that means

Another variation on a theme
A tangle on the television and a magazine
Do you reckon that they'd do it for a joke?
Do you reckon that they make them take an oath that says that we are defenders of any poser or professional pretender around

When did your list replace the twist and turn like a fist, replaced a kiss, Don’t concern us with your bollocks,
I don’t want your prayer, save it for the morning after

It’s the 1000th time that it's even bolder
Don't be surprised when you get bent over
They told you but you were dying for it

Let's have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough can I have it quicker
Already thick and your gettin' thicker? x2

Presuming that all things are equal
Who'd want to be men of the people when there's people like you

He knew what he wanted to say but he didnt know how to word it
The dirty little Herbert was thinkin' an escape but the place was well guarded
The guiltiness had started, soon as the other part had stopped

D is for Delightful and try and keep your trousers on
I think you should know you're his favorite worst nightmare

D is for desperately trying to simulate what it was that was alright three
Quarters of an hour ago that had led him to be in the position, on the brink
Of a mission, on the brink of an episode

He's nearing the brink but he thinks first, a parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene x3

He's nearing the brink but he thinks first, a parallel
I think you should know you're his favorite worst nightmare

D is for Delightful and try and keep your trousers on
you should know you're his favorite worst nightmare

Running off over next doors garden before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava I’m sure you’ll baffle them good
Will the ending wreak of salty cheeks and runny makeup alone or will blood run
Down the face of a boy bewildered and scorned
Will you find yourself in a skirmish, will you wish you'd never been born
Will you tie yourselves to the tracks and there isn’t no going back and its wrong wrong wrong but we’ll do it anyway cause We love a bit of trouble

Are you pulling her from a burning building or throwing her to the sharks
Can only hope the ending is as pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava, I’m sure you’ll baffle them straight and its wrong wrong wrong she can hardly wait

That’s right,
He won’t let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform and the daggers are drawn, who’s the crooks in this crime? x2

That’s right,
He won’t let her out his sight x3

Will you be able to boast
That this day held the most flawless heist of all time

You knew that it would be trouble right before the very first kiss Quiet and
Unassuming but you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off but you resisted and thought ‘sorry
Sweetheart I’d much rather, keep on the balaclava

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 her Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?

Oh the boys a slag, the best you’ve ever had
The best you ever had is just a memory and those dreams weren’t as daft as they seemed, not as daft as they seemed my love when you dreamed them up

Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now when she’s tells she's going to get it
I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it

Clinging to not getting sentimental
Says she wasn't going but she went still,
Likes a gentlemen not to be gentle
Was it a mecca dobber or a betting pencil?

The boys a slag, the best you’ve ever had
The best you ever had is just a memory and those dreams weren’t as daft as they seemed, not as daft as they seemed my love when you dreamed them up

Oh Flo, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?

Your Falling about
you took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You were just soundin' it out
but you're not coming back again. x2

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
Is everythin' as pretty as the past though?
That Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?

In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling,
That it was her heart that he was stealing,
He was ready to impress and the fierce excitement, the eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away, and I bet that Juliet was just the icing on the cake,
Make no mistake, no

And even if somehow we could have shown you the place you wanted,
Well I’m sure you could have made it that bit better on your own,

And I bet she told a million people that she'd stay in touch,
But all the little promises they don’t mean much when there’s memories to be made,
And I hope you're holding hands by new years eve,
They made it far too easy to believe that true romance cant be achieved these days,

And even if somehow we could have shown you the place you wanted,
Well I’m sure you could have made it that bit better on your own,
You are the only ones who know

When the mourning was complete.
When 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
To start to break in half,
To start to fall apart
Hold on to your heart.

Do me a favour and break my nose
Do me a favour and tell me to go away
Do me a favour and stop asking questions

As she walked away well her shoes were untied
and the eyes were all red you could see that we'd cried
and I watched and I waited until she was inside
forcing a smile and waving goodbye.

Curiosity becomes a heavy load, too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiosity becomes a heavy load, too heavy to hold,
it’ll force you to be cold

Do me a favour, and ask if you need some help!
She said, "do me a favour and stop flattering yourself"
and to tear apart the ties that bind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.

This house is a circus, beserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look what it's done to your friends,
their memories are pretend, and the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

This house is a circus, beserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look what it's done to your friends,
their memories are pretend, and the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

There’s a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those walls make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
In here normally you slip into familiar ways

And We’re forever unfulfilled
And can’t think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead men’s eyes

Forever unfulfilled
And can’t think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man’s eyes

The more you open your mouth the more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important
(Give me obnoxious) (Give me obnoxious now)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Wriggling around an incident you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the kiln
and we're struggling with the notion that it's life not film

This house is a circus, beserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk though. Look what it's done to your friends,
their memories are pretend, and the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

If you were there, beware the serpent soul pinchers
350 no thank yous and nobody flinches
Go on girl, go on, give us something gruesome we require your grief,
the thugs help the thieves as they're trying to rob
the words from her gob and take the swords to the innocents

If you were there, beware the serpent soul pinchers.
Can't you sense she was never meant to fill column inches
haven’t you had enough, what you're trying to dig up Isn't there to be dug,
the thieves help the thugs as they're trying beat the good grace of a sweetheart
Out to the point she'll comply

Why leave her on her own, If I'd have known, then I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it, if I would have known
Why leave her on her own. If i predicted tears then i wouldn't have said it,
I wouldn't have said it, if i would have known

There's a circle of witches, ambitiously vicious they are
And our attempts to remind them of reason won't get us that far
I don't know what it is that they want
I don't know what it is that they want
But I haven't got it to give and she hasn't got it to give

Do the bad thing,
Take off your wedding ring,
But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,

the nights like a whirlwind,
Somebody's girlfriend's is talking to me but its alright,
She's saying that he’s not gonna slap me or try to attack me,
He’s not the jealous type,
and I only need to get half an excuse and I’m away,
But when there’s no excuses that’s much easier to say,
I've been before, but all these capers make us too good for her to ignore,
She's talking but I’m not entirely sure

Do the bad thing,
Take off your wedding ring,
But it wont make it that much easier, it might make it worse,

A sudden disheartener somebody's partner's talking to me,
But I don’t know that is what she is, and she murmurs things to confirm that the tragedy is true,
And I knew 'how could she not, she could have anyone she wants,
And I’m struggling to think of an immediate response,
Like I don’t mind, be a big mistake, for you to wait, and have me waste your time,
Really love its fine, said really love it's fine.

And then the third time it occurred that there was something to destroy,
I knew before the invitation that there was this boy,
Oh but she carried on suggesting a struggle to refuse,
She said it was the red wine this time, but that is no excuse

Old yellow bricks, Love's a risk,
Quite the little Escapologist
Looked so miffed when you wished for a thousand places better than this,

You are the fugitive but you don’t know what you're running from,
You cant kid us and you couldn’t trick anyone,
Houdini, love you don’t know what you're running away from,

Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia,
Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up

She was enraged by the way that the emperors were trapped in the cage,
and her days she deemed dull leading to nights reading beer bottles,

You're such a fugitive but you don’t know what you're running from,
You cant kid us and you couldn’t trick anyone,
Houdini, love you don’t know what you're running away from,

Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up? Blinded by nostalgia,
Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up!

You're at a loss just because, It wasn’t all that you thought it was,
You are the fugitive but you don’t know what you're running away from,

She said I want to sleep in a city that never wakes up and revel in nostalgia,
I know I said who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up but,
Dorothy was right though

I'm going back to 505, If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs

Stop and wait a sec,
when you look at me like that my darling what did you expect,
I’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck or I did last time I checked,

Not shy of a spark,
The knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark,
Frightened by the bite though its no harsher than the bark,
The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start,

I'm going back to 505, If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs

But I crumble completely when you cry,
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye,
I’m always just about to go and spoil the surprise, take my hands off of you’re eyes too soon,

I'm going back to 505, If its a 7 hour flight or a 45 minute drive,
In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side With your hands between your thighs and a smile

Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not (Album, 2006)

The View From The Afternoon

Anticipation has the habit to set you up
For disappointment in evening entertainment but
Tonight there’ll be some love
Tonight there’ll be a rawkus, regardless of what’s gone before
I want to see all of the things that we’ve already seen
The lairy girls hung out the window of the limousine
And of course its fancy dress
And they’re all looking quite full on
In bunny ears and devil horns

I want to see all of the things that we’ve already seen
I want to see you take the jackpot out the fruit machine
And put it all back in
You’ve got to understand it you can never beat the bandit

And she won’t be surprised and she won_t be shocked
When she’s pressed the star after she_s pressed unlock
And there’s verse and chapter sat in her inbox
And all that it says is that you’ve drank a lot
You should bear that in mind tonight
You can pour your heart out but her reasoning will block
owt you send her after nine o clock

You can pour your heart out around 3 o clock When the 2 for 1’s undone the writers block

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 frozen, cold as the night
Over you're an explosion, you’re dynamite
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
I don't know if you’re looking for romance or...
I don't know what you’re looking for
I bet that you look good on the dancefloor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984

I wish you'd stop ignoring me, because you're sending me to despair
Without a sound you’re calling me, and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen, cold as the night
Oh you’re an explosion, you’re dynamite
Your name isn't Rio, but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang

Oh there int no love no, Montague’s or Capulets
just banging tunes in DJ sets and
Dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtiness

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 and their glasses of white wine
And all the weekend rock stars in the toilets
Practicing their lines

I don't want to hear you
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don't want to hear you no
(Kick me out, kick me out)

Fake Tales of San Francisco
Echo through the air
And there's a few bored faces in the back
All wishing they weren't there

And as the microphone squeaks
A young girl's telephone beeps
Yeah she's dashing for the exit
she's running to the streets outside
"Oh you've saved me," she screams down the line
"The band weren’t very good
And I'm not having a nice time”

Yeah but his bird thinks it's amazing, though
So all that's left
Is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf

He talks of San Francisco, he's from Hunter's Bar
I don't quite know the distance
But I'm sure that's far
I'm sure that's pretty far

I'd love to tell you all my problem
You're not from New York City, you're from Rotherham
So get off the bandwagon, and put down the handbook

Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook

Get on your dancing shoes
There's one thing on your mind
Hoping they’re looking for you
Sure you'll be rummaging' through

And the shit, shock, horror
You've seen your future bride
Oh, but it's oh so absurd
For you to say the first word
So you're waiting and waiting

The only reason that you came
So what you scared for?
don't you always do the same
It's what you there for, don't you know

…the lights are flashing
Down in here tonight
And some might exchange a glance
But keep pretending to dance

Don't act like it's not happening
As if it’s impolite
To go and mention your name
Instead you'll just do the same
As they all do, and hope for the best...

The only reason that you came
So what you scared for?
Well don't you always do the same
It's what you’re there for but no

Get on your dancing shoes
You sexy little swine
Hoping they’re looking for you
Sure you'll be rummaging through

Oh and the shit, shock, horror
You've seen your future bride
Oh, but it's oh so absurd
For you to say the first word
So you're waiting and waiting

One look sends it coursing through the veins oh how the feeling races
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak

And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?
I'm talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can't deliver it
...Properly, oh it’s all getting on top of me
And if it weren't this dark you'd see how red my face has gone

Everybody's trying to crack the jokes and that to make you smile
Those that claim that they're not showing off are drowning in denial
They're not half as bad as me say anything and I'll agree
When it comes to acting up, I'm sure I could write the book

And now that you’re more than a part in the play
It’s slightly easier to think what to say
You had us all, standing on our heads
Doing our best tricks

Never again, will there be another one that's as desirable as you

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 I’m struggling, I can’t see through your fake tan
And you know it for a fact that everybody’s eating out of your hands

What do you know?
you know nothing
But I'll still take you home

Fancy seeing you in here, you're all tarted up and you don't look the same
I haven't seen you since last year and surprisingly you have forgot my name
But you know it and you knew it all along
Oh you say you have forgotten, but you're fibbing go on tell me I'm wrong
I fancy you with a passion, you're a Topshop princess, a rockstar too
You’re a fad you’re a fashion and I’m having a job trying to talk to you
But it's alright, put it all on one-side,
everybody's looking, you’ve got control of everyone's eyes
Including mine

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

“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

Ask if we can have six in, if not we'll have to have 2
You're coming up our end aren't you? So I'll get one with you
Oh won't he let us have six in? especially not with the food
He coulda just told us no though, he dint have to be rude

See her in the green dress? She talked to me at the bar
How come its already two pound fifty? We've only gone about a yard
Dint ya see she were gorgeous, she was beyond belief
But this lad at the side drinking a Smirnoff ice came and paid for her tropical Reef

And I'm sitting going backwards, and I didn't want to leave
Its high green mate, via hillsborough please

How funny was that sketch earlier, up near that taxi rank
Oh no you will have missed it, think it was when you went to the bank
These two lads squaring up proper shouting, bout who was next in the queue The kind of thing that would seem so silly but not when they've both had a few

Calm down temper temper, you shouldn_t get so annoyed
You_re acting like a silly little boy
They wanted to be men and do some fighting in the street
No surrender, no chance of retreat

Drunken plots hatched to jump it, ask around are ya sure?
Went for it but the red light was showing
And the red light indicates doors are secured

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

I’ve seen your eyes as they fix on me what is he doing what on earth is the
Plan has he got one
You better give me some pointers since you are the big rocket launcher and
I_m just the shot gun,
I ant got no dollar signs in my eyes that might be a surprise but its true
I_m not like you and I don_t want your advice or your praise or to move in
The ways you do

All you people are vampires
All your stories are stale
Though you pretend to stand by us
Though you're certain we'll fail

I've seen you're eyes as they fix on me full of confusion your snarl is just
So condescending
Trying to explain that we're on to a win if the fee we get in near recoups
What we're spending
He said I can't believe that you drove all that way well how much did they
Pay ya how much did they pay ya, You'd have been better to stay round our Way
Thinking about things but not actually doing things

Who's that girl there?
I wonder what went wrong
So that she had to roam the streets
She dunt do major credit cards
I doubt she does receipts
It's all not quite legitimate

And what a scummy man
Just give him half a chance
I bet he'll rob you if he can
Can see it in his eyes,
That he's got a driving ban
Amongst some other offences

And I've seen him with girls of the night
And he told Roxanne to put on her red light
It’s all infected but he'll be alright
Cause he's a scumbag, don't you know
I said he's a scumbag, don't you know!

Although you're trying not to listen
Overt your eyes and staring at the ground
She makes a subtle proposition
“Sorry love I'll have to turn you down”

He must be up to something
What are the chances sure it’s more than likely
I've got a feeling in my stomach
I start to wonder what his story might be

They said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here

Look here comes a Ford Mondeo
Isn't he Mister Inconspicuous?
And he don't have to say 'owt
She’s in the stance ready to get picked up

Bet she's delighted when she sees him
Pulling in and giving her the eye
Because she must be fucking freezing
Scantily clad beneath the clear night sky
it doesn't stop in the winter, no
Around here

They said it changes when the sun goes down
Over the river going out of town

What a scummy man
Just give him half a chance
I bet he'll rob you if he can
Can see it in his eyes that he's got a nasty plan
I hope you're not involved at all

Last night these two bouncers
And one of em's alright
The other one's the scary one
His way or no way, totalitarian
He's got no time for you
Looking or breathing
How he dosen’t want you to
So step out the queue
He makes examples of you
And there's nowt you can say
Behind they go through to the bit where you pay
And you realize then that it's finally the time
To walk back past ten thousand eyes in the line
And you can swap jumpers and make another move
Instilled in your brain you've got something to prove
To all the smirking faces and the boys in black
Why can't they be pleasant?
Why can't they have a laugh?
He's got his hand in your chest
He wants to give you a duff
Well secretly I think they want it all to kick off
They want, arms flying everywhere and
Bottles as well it's just
Something to talk about
A story to tell you

Well I'm so glad they turned us all away we'll put it down to fate

I thought a thousand million things that I could never think this morning

Got too deep, but how deep is too deep?

This town's a different town today
This town's a different town to what it was last night
You couldn't have done that on a Sunday

That girl's a different girl today
That girl's a different girl to her you kissed last night
You couldn't have done that on a Sunday

Last night what we talked about
It made so much sense
But now the haze has ascended
It don't make no sense anymore

Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks
Or knackered Converse
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not
The point's that there isn’t no romance around there

And there's the truth that they can't see
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
And if you could only see them, then you would agree
Agree that there isn’t no romance around there

it's a funny thing you know
We'll tell them if you like
We'll tell them all tonight
They'll never listen
Cause their minds are made up
And course it's all okay to carry on that way

Over there there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it doesn’t take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here

Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
And just cause he's had a couple of cans
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead

Well over there there's friends of mine
What can I say, I've known them for a long long time
And they might overstep the line
But you just cannot get angry in the same way