From The Ritz To The Rubble - Arctic Monkeys

Well, last night these two bouncers

And one of 'em's alright

The other one’s a scary’un

His way or no way;

totalitarian

He’s got no time for you looking or breathing

How he don’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 realise 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 you all to kick off

They want arms flying everywhere

And bottles as well

It’s just something to talk about

A story to tell, yeah

Well, I’m so glad they turned us all away

We’ll put it down to fate

I said a thousand million things

That I could never say this morning

Got too deep

But how deep is too deep?

Well, this town’s a different town today

Said, this town’s a different town to what it was last night

You couldn’t have done that on a Sunday

And that girl’s a different girl today

Said, that girl’s a different girl to her you kissed last night

You couldn’t have done that on a Sunday

Of course not

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?

Last night, what we talked about

It made so much sense

But now the haze has ascended

It don’t make no sense anymore

I said, last night, what we talked about

It made so much sense

But now the haze has ascended

It don’t make no sense anymore, oh

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