Arctic Monkeys - Don\'t Forget Whose Legs You\'re On lyrics

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The painted faces congregate

In the mating season

The second hopes

They go alone

In no rush to reason

And there's a fountain

And a scimitar

Shaped yellow light

That picks you up

And cuts you down to size

The people there

And the furniture

Start to seem important

And a whole lot more

You catch the floor

With a vivid and absortant sharpened arc

Like the scimitar

Shaped yellow light

That picks you up

And cuts you down to size

I had questions for the tap dancer

Sat on my lap

And she had child proof caps on her answers

Stolen blower blow me a scone

And show me that handsome enhancer

She had a rock on her throttle

And a brown glass bottle full of

Shavings from the sun

Although those shoes affect your step

Don't forget, whose legs you're on

There's a fountain and a scimitar

Shaped yellow light

That picks you up

That cuts you down to size