ARCTIC MONKEYS LYRICS

"Crying Lightning"

Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed
On the last of your pecan mix

Said you're mistaken if you're thinking 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
It's all you had left and it was going to waste

Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on its way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never looked like yourself from the side
But your profile could not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne

With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

And your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons

Uninviting
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes you are
Crying lightning

Your pastimes consisted of the strange
Twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying lightning [x4]

Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying

Thanks to Pananan for correcting these lyrics

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