Arctic Monkeys - Nettles lyrics
[Arctic Monkeys - Nettles lyrics]
Snorted on a stench of their 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
Afterwards those spiky whispers said he
Brought his own rope
And skipped the bit's they loathed
Didn’t scramble to find a dock leaf
And capture back our hope
To advice, his mind had closed
He lost all of 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
Had failed to blunt or
Hinder the slow collapse
And clinging to the door frame
He was trapped
Off to a reminder of where he had been
With a smile in his pocket and
A scowl on his face
There was nowhere to flee
So sat content in the nettles