Crying Lightning
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Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick and mix
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Is all you have left and it was going to waste
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love 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 it's way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never look like yourself from the side
But your profile did not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I try 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
Uninviting
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
You are crying lightning
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And 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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Readable chord sheet for Crying Lightning by Arctic Monkeys
[Am]Outside the [F]cafe by the [Am]cracker factory[F] You were [Am]practicing a [F]magic [C]trick [E] And my [Am]thoughts got [F]rude, as you [Am]talked and [F]chewed On the [Am]last of your [F]pick and [C]mix [E] Said your mistaken if your [Am]thinking that I [F]haven't been caught [Am]cold before[F] As you [Am]bit into your [F]strawberry [C]lace [E] And then a [Am]flip in your at[F]tention in the [Am]form of a g[F]obstopper Is all you have [Am]left and it was [F]going to [C]waste[E] [Am]Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I love 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 [Am]caught my own [F]reflection It was [Am]on it's way to [F]meet you [Am]Thinking of [F]excuses to post[C]pone [E] You never look like [Am]yourself from the [F]side But your [Am]profile did not [F]hide The fact you [Am]knew I was ap[F]proaching your [C]throne [E] With folded [Am]arms you occu[F]py the bench like [Am]toothache[F] Saw them, puff your [Am]chest out like you [F]never lost a [C]war [E] And though I [Am]try so not to [F]suffer the ind[Am]ignity of a re[F]action There was [Am]no cracks to [F]grasp or gaps to [C]claw [E] And your [F]past-times, con[Dm]sisted of the strange And [Am]twisted and deranged And I [Am]hate that little game you had called [F]Crying [Dm]lightning And how you like to [Am]aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons [F]Uninv[Dm]iting But [Am]not half as impossible as everyone assumes You are [F]crying [Dm]lightning [Am] Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called [F]Crying [Dm]lightning [Am]Crying lightning [F]Crying [Dm]lightning [Am]Crying lightning Your [F]past-times, con[Dm]sisted of the strange And [Am]twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called [F]Crying [Dm]