We all want someone to shout for Yeah, everyone wants somebody to adore But your heroes aren't what they seem When you've been where we've been
Have I done something to trigger Your funny looks and the sniggers? Are they there at all, or is it just paranoia?
Everybody's got their box Doing what they're told You pushed my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory devides Will never unhinge us
And there's a couple of hundred Think they're Christopher Columbus But the settlers had already settled Yeah, long before ya
Just cos we're having a say-so Not lining up to be paid, oh Oh, in five years time, will it be "Who the fuck's Arctic Monkeys?"
Everybody's got their box Doing what they're told You pushed my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory devides Will never unhinge us
All the thoughts that I just said Will linger round and multiply in their head Not that bad to start with I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed
It's not you it's them that are wrong Tell 'em to take out their tongues Tell 'em to take out their tongues And bring on the backlash!
It's not you it's them that are wrong Tell him to take out his tongue Tell him to take out his tongue It's not you it's them that's the fake I won't mess with your escape Is this really your escape? |
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