my favorite Arctic Monkeys songs

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my favorite Arctic Monkeys songs

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Artwork: noya

  • Joined Nov 2020
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Arctic Monkeys' Timeless, Resonant 'Whatever People Say I Am' — Vinyl Me, Please

1

fireside

 

I can’t explain but I want to try
There’s this image of you and I
And it goes dancing by in the morning and in the night time
There’s all these secrets that I can’t keep
Like in my heart there’s that hotel suite and you lived there so long
It’s kinda strange now you’re gone
I’m not sure if I should show you what I’ve found
Has it gone for good?
Or is it coming back around?
Isn’t it hard to make up your mind?
When you’re losing and your fuse is fireside
There’s all those places we used to go
And I suspect you already know
But that place on memory lane you liked still looks the same
But something about it’s changed
I’m not sure if I should show you what I’ve found
Has it gone for good?
Or is it coming back around?
Isn’t it hard to make up your mind?
When you’re losing and your fuse is fireside
And I thought I was yours forever
Maybe I was mistaken but I just cannot manage to make it through the day
Without thinking of you lately
I’m not sure if I should show you what I’ve found
Has it gone for good?
Or is it coming back around?
Isn’t it hard to make up your mind?
When you’re losing and your fuse is fireside

2

Best Of The Decade: Arctic Monkeys | Discogs

3

when the sun goes down

So who’s that girl there?
I wonder what went wrong
So that she had to roam the streets
She don’t 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, yeah
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
They’re 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
Avert your eyes and staring at the ground
She makes a subtle proposition
I’m sorry love I’ll have to turn you down
He must be up to something
Want half a chance to show he’s more than likely
I’ve got a feeling in my stomach
I start to wonder what his story might be
What his story might be
They said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here
Around here
And look here comes a Ford Mondeo
Isn’t he Mister Inconspicuous
And he don’t even have to say ‘owt
She understands she’s here to get picked up
And 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
She don’t stop in the winter, no and…
They said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here
They said it changes when the sun goes down
Over the river going out to town
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here
Around here
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
4

Ranking the albums of Arctic Monkeys in order of greatness

5

i wanna be yours

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots, babe
I just wanna be yours
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Let me be your ‘leccy meter
And I’ll never run out
Let me be the portable heater
That you’ll get cold without
I wanna be your setting lotion
Hold your hair in deep devotion (I’ll be)
At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean
Now I wanna be yours
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner (Wanna be yours)
Breathing in your dust (Wanna be yours)
I wanna be your Ford Cortina (Wanna be yours)
I will never rust (Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)
6

Arctic Monkeys: their best cover versions | NME

7

the bakery

I wish you would have smiled in the bakery
Or sat on a tatty settee
At a mutual friend’s gathering
And the more you keep on looking, the more it’s hard to take
Love, we’re in stalemate
To never meet it surely where we’re bound
There’s one in every town
Just there to grind you down
I wish I would have seen you in the post office
Well, maybe I did and I missed it
Too busy with the mind on clever lines
Why not the rounders pitch or the canteen?
You’re slacking, love, where have you been?
Just had to go and wait until tonight
I wish I would have seen you down in the arcade
Sipping on a lemonade
In the paper cup and chewing on the straw
And I wish I’d seen you in the bakery
But if I’d seen you in the bakery
You probably wouldn’t have seen me
8

Arctic Monkeys' New Album Is In the Works, Due Out Next Year | Billboard

9

cornerstone

I thought I saw you in the battleship
But it was only a look a like
She was nothing but a vision trick
Under the warning light
She was close, close enough to be your ghost
But my chances turned to toast
When I asked her if I could call her your name
I thought I saw you in the rusty hook
Huddled up in wicker chair
I wandered up for a closer look
And kissed who ever was sitting there
She was close, and she held me very tightly
‘Til I asked awfully politely, please
Can I call you her name
And I elongated my lift home,
Yeah I let him go the long way round
I smelt your scent on the seat belt
And kept my shortcuts to myself
I thought I saw you in the parrots beak
Messing with the smoke alarm
It was too loud for me to hear her speak
And she had a broken arm
It was close, so close that the walls were wet
And she wrote it out in letraset
No you can’t call me her name
Tell me where’s your hiding place
I’m worried I’ll forget your face
And I’ve asked everyone
I’m beginning to think I imagined you all along
I elongated my lift home
Yeah I let him go the long way ’round
I smelt your scent on the seat belt
And kept my shortcuts to myself
I saw your sister in the cornerstone
On the phone to the middle man
When I saw that she was on her own
I thought she might understand
She was close, well you couldn’t get much closer
She said I’m really not supposed to but yes,
You can call me anything you want
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