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Текст песни "Arctic Monkeys — Crying Lightning"
AmF Am F
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
Am F C E
You were practicing a magic trick
Am FAm F
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
Am FC E
On the last of your pick and mix
AmF Am F
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before
AmFCE
As you bit into your strawberry lace
Am FAm F
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
AmFCE
Is all you have left and it was going to waste
Am
Your past-times, 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
AmF
The next time that I caught my own reflection
Am F
It was on it's way to meet you
AmFCE
Thinking of excuses to postpone
AmF
You never look like yourself from the side
AmF
But your profile did not hide
Am FCE
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
Am F Am F
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Am FC E
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
AmF AmF
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
Am FCE
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw
FDm
And your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
Am
And I hate that little game you had called
FDm
Crying lightning
Am
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons
FDm
Uninviting
Am
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
FDmAm
You are crying lightning
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
FDm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
FDm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
FDm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
FDm
Crying
