Arctic Monkeys Don’t Forget Whose Legs You’re On Lyrics

In the painted faces congregate

In the mating season

The seconds homes

They go alone

In no rush leave ’em

And there’s a fountain

And a scimitar

Shaped yellow light

And it picks you up

And cuts you down to size

The people there

And the furniture

Start to seem important

A moment more

And you catch the floor

With a vivid and absorbent sharpened arc

Like the scimitar

Shaped yellow light

That picks you up

And cuts you down to size

Oh I had questions for the tap dancer

Sat on my lap

And she had child proof caps on her answers

Stone blower blow me a stone

And show me that handsome enchancer

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

And it picks you up

And it cuts you down to size