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Arctic Monkeys Lyrics

*  Nettles



Sank into their calculations and snorted on a stench 
A bare arithmetic 
Look for the boy who was hanging his head low 
More trophies and ideas 
To follow their pretend

With a scowl in his pocket and a smile on his face 
He followed with obedience and fell in the nettles

I flew in some spiky whispers and he bought his own rope 
And skipped against the rode 
Did start not to find the dark lead and catch that man i hope 
Devices man are closed 
He lost all his foot holes

And with a scowl in his pocket and a smile on his face 
He followed with obedience and fell in the nettles,
Fell in the nettles,
Fell in the nettles

He was a toothpick and the garlic and the cinder upon the path 
Failed to blunt or hinder, a slow collapse 
And clinging to the door frame he was trapped 
After a reminder of where he had been 

With a smile in his pocket and a scowl on his face 
There was nowhere to flee 
Just had to tent in the nettles


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