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 youre mistaken if you're 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 had 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 could not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out like you 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
Uninviting
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
You are crying lightning
Oh you were reading a book about some idiot
And telling me about another
I was so severely underwhelmed
I thought I might never recover
Straighten the rudder girl
And sail me up stairs
And go and find somebody
Who cares
Well we might not be the perfect partners
But tonight we make a pair
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 F
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Readable chord sheet for Crying Lightning by Arctic Monkeys
[Am] [F] [Am] [E]
[Am] [G] [C] [Ab]
O[Am]utside the c[F]afe by the cr[Am]acker factor[E]y
You were pra[Am]cticing a m[G]agic tr[C]ick [Ab]
And my th[Am]oughts got r[F]ude, as you t[Am]alked and ch[E]ewed
On the l[Am]ast of your p[G]ick and m[C]ix [Ab]
Said youre mistaken if you're th[Am]inking that I h[F]aven't been caught
[Am]cold before [E]
As you [Am]bit into your st[G]rawberry la[C]ce [Ab]
And then a flip in your att[Am]ention in the f[F]orm of a g[Am]obstopper [E]
Is all you had l[Am]eft and it was g[G]oing to wa[C]ste [Ab]
[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
[Am]
The next time that I c[Am]aught my own refl[F]ection
It was [Am]on it's way to m[E]eet you
[Am]Thinking of exc[G]uses to p[C]ostpone [Ab]
You never look like y[Am]ourself from the s[F]ide
But your p[Am]rofile could not h[E]ide
The fact you [Am]knew I was appr[G]oaching yo[C]ur throne [Ab]
With folded [Am]arms you occup[F]ied the bench like t[Am]oothache
[E]Stood and puffed your c[Am]hest out like you n[G]ever lost a [C]war [Ab]
And though I t[Am]ried so not to s[F]uffer the in[Am]dignity of a re[E]action
There [Am]was no cracks to gr[G]asp or gaps to [C]claw [Ab]
And your[F] past-times, con[Dm]sisted of the strange
And t[Am]wisted and deranged
And I [Am]hate that little game you had called [F]
Crying l[Dm]ightning
And how you like to [Am]aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons [F]
Unin[Dm]viting
But [Am]not half as impossible as everyone assumes
You are[F] crying [Dm]lightning
[Am]
Oh you were r[Am]eading a book about [Dm]some idiot
And t[F]elling me about ano[E]ther
I was [Am]so severely [Dm]underwhelmed
I thought I m[F]ight never re[E]cover
Straighten the r[Am]udder girl
And s[Dm]ail me up stairs
And [F]go and find somebody
Who ca[E]res
Well we [Am]might not be the p[Dm]erfect partners
But ton[F]ight we make a p[E]air
[Am]Your past-times, cons[Am]isted of the strange
And tw[Am]isted and deranged
And I h[Am]ate that little game you had called [F]
Crying l[Dm]ightning [Am]
Crying l[Am]ightning [F]
Crying l[Dm]ightning [Am]
Crying l[Am]ightning
Your[F] past-times, cons[Dm]isted of the strange
And t[Am]wisted and deranged
And I h[Am]ate that little game you had called [F]
[Dm]
Cryi--------ng