歌曲 Balaclava 歌手 Arctic Monkeys

歌词:Running off over next doors garden Before the hour is done It's more a question of feeling Than it is a question of fun The confidence is the balaclava I'm sure youll baffle em good With the ending wreek of salty cheeks And runny makeup alone Ooohh will blood run down the face Of a boy bewildered and scorned And you'll find yourself in a skirmish And you wish you'd never been born And you tie yourself to the tracks And there isn't no going back And it's wrong wrong wrong But well do it anyway cause we love a bit of trouble Are you pulling her from a burning building Or throwing her to the sharks Can only hope the ending is a pleasurable as the start The confidence is the balaclava, I'm sure you baffle em straight And it's wrong wrong wrong, she can hardly wait That's right, he won't let her out his sight Now the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Whos the crooks in this crime? Thats right, he wont let her out his sight How the shaggers perform And the daggers are drawn Whos the crooks is this.... Crime! That's right, he won't let her out his sight That's right, he won't let her out his sight That's right, he won't let her out his sight You'll be able to post any day of the most For the sights of all time You knew that he'd be trouble right before the very first kiss Quiet and assuming But you heard that they were the naughtiest She pleaded with you to take it off But you resisted and fought I'm sorry sweetheart, about trouble Keep on the balaclava

 

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Balaclava

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Running off over next doors garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure youll baffle em good
With the ending wreek of salty cheeks
And runny makeup alone
Ooohh will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned
And you'll find yourself in a skirmish
And you wish you'd never been born
And you tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong wrong wrong
But well do it anyway
cause we love a bit of trouble
Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks
Can only hope the ending is a pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava,
I'm sure you baffle em straight
And it's wrong wrong wrong, she can hardly wait
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Whos the crooks in this crime?
Thats right, he wont let her out his sight
How the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Whos the crooks is this....
Crime!
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
You'll be able to post any day of the most
For the sights of all time
You knew that he'd be trouble
right before the very first kiss
Quiet and assuming
But you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
I'm sorry sweetheart, about trouble
Keep on the balaclava
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