Stop the world cause I wanna, get off, with you
Arctic Monkeys
When she laughs,
The heavens hum a stun-gun lullaby
Those twinkling vixens with the shining spiral eyes
Their hypnosis goes unnoticed when she's walking by.
Fiendish wonder in a carnival's wake
Dull caresses once again irritate.
Tread softly, stranger
Move over toward the danger that you seek.
It seems as we become the winners,
You lose a bit of summat
And half wonder if you won it at all.