This House is a Circus Lyrics
| Song | This House is a Circus |
| Artist | Arctic Monkeys |
| Album | At The Apollo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : TURNER, ALEX | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it's done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it's done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end | |
| There's a room full of trouble | |
| and there's lovers to be had | |
| Those walls...sinners ...are such lovely lads | |
| Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze | |
| And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways | |
| And we're... | |
| Forever unfulfilled | |
| And can't think why | |
| Like a search for murder clues | |
| In dead men's eyes | |
| Forever unfulfilled | |
| And can't think why | |
| Like a search for murder clues | |
| In dead men's eyes | |
| The more you open your mouth, | |
| the more you're forcing performance | |
| And all the attention is leading me to feel important | |
| (Completely obnoxious, completely obnoxious) | |
| Now that we're here, we may as well go too far | |
| Wringling around in incidents you won't forget | |
| And there's certainly some venom | |
| in the looks that you collect | |
| Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue | |
| And we're struggling with the notion | |
| that it's life, not film | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it's done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end. |
| zuo ci : TURNER, ALEX | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it' s done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it' s done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end | |
| There' s a room full of trouble | |
| and there' s lovers to be had | |
| Those walls... sinners ... are such lovely lads | |
| Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze | |
| And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways | |
| And we' re... | |
| Forever unfulfilled | |
| And can' t think why | |
| Like a search for murder clues | |
| In dead men' s eyes | |
| Forever unfulfilled | |
| And can' t think why | |
| Like a search for murder clues | |
| In dead men' s eyes | |
| The more you open your mouth, | |
| the more you' re forcing performance | |
| And all the attention is leading me to feel important | |
| Completely obnoxious, completely obnoxious | |
| Now that we' re here, we may as well go too far | |
| Wringling around in incidents you won' t forget | |
| And there' s certainly some venom | |
| in the looks that you collect | |
| Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue | |
| And we' re struggling with the notion | |
| that it' s life, not film | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it' s done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end. |
| zuò cí : TURNER, ALEX | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it' s done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it' s done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end | |
| There' s a room full of trouble | |
| and there' s lovers to be had | |
| Those walls... sinners ... are such lovely lads | |
| Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze | |
| And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways | |
| And we' re... | |
| Forever unfulfilled | |
| And can' t think why | |
| Like a search for murder clues | |
| In dead men' s eyes | |
| Forever unfulfilled | |
| And can' t think why | |
| Like a search for murder clues | |
| In dead men' s eyes | |
| The more you open your mouth, | |
| the more you' re forcing performance | |
| And all the attention is leading me to feel important | |
| Completely obnoxious, completely obnoxious | |
| Now that we' re here, we may as well go too far | |
| Wringling around in incidents you won' t forget | |
| And there' s certainly some venom | |
| in the looks that you collect | |
| Aimlessly gazing at the blazers in the queue | |
| And we' re struggling with the notion | |
| that it' s life, not film | |
| This house is a circus, berserk as fuck | |
| We tend to see that as a perk though, look | |
| What it' s done to your friends | |
| Their memories are pretend | |
| And the last thing that they want | |
| is for the feeling to end. |
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