This House Is A Circus taby ukulele według Arctic Monkeys

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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 ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads

Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze

And the anomaly is slipping to familiar ways


And we're forever unfulfilled

Can't think why

Like a search for murder clues

In dead man's eyes

Forever unfulfilled

And can't think why

Like a search for murder clues

In dead man'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)

Now that we're here, we may as well go too far


Wriggling around and it's so that you won't forget

There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect

Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue

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

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