Crying Lightning – English Lyrics

• By: Arctic Monkeys
• Album: Humbug

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

Outside the café by the cracker factory, you were practicin' a magic trick

And my thoughts got rude as you talked and chewed

On the last of your pick'n' mix

Said, "You're mistaken if you're thinkin' that I haven't been called 'cold' before"

As you bit into your strawberry lace

Then offered me your attention in the form of a gobstopper

It's all you had left and it was goin' to waste

Your past times consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I loved that little game you had called "Crying Lightning"

And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

...

The next time that I caught my own reflection

It was on its way to meet you

Thinkin' of excuses to postpone

You never looked like yourself from the side

But your profile could not hide

The fact you knew I was approachin' your throne

With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache

Stood and puffed your chest out like you'd never lost a war

And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction

There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

And your past times consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called "Crying Lightning"

And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons

Uninvitin'

But not half as impossible as everyone assumes, you are crying lightning

...

Your past times consisted of the strange

Twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called "Crying Lightning"

"Crying Lightning"

"Crying Lightning"

"Crying Lightning"

Your past times consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called "Crying-"

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