Gas Dance - The Last Shadow Puppets, Alex Turner, Miles Kane

And there she was

Graciously making forever less terrifying

And you’ve got the nerve

To intervene

With a colouring book and a biro and a point to prove

And now you want a word

And you washed all the wisdom out your mouth

And the gas danced on the edge of your bottom lip

Quick to scurry back behind the night

To avoid the silent fight and the struggle

And there I was

Panicking because someone else kissed me in a dream

And it was on the cheek

And you stamp your feet

And I’m moving from bored to appalled by these poignant fumes

That you must inflict

And you washed all the wisdom out your mouths

And the gas danced on the edge of your bottom lip

Someone told me that that stench was called advice

Someone told me that that stench was called advice

Took a solid breath to a little rip

I’ve got to carry your brooch to cover that hideous stitch

All that grim repair, and we’re all upset

See the fear in your cheeks and I still smell the lies on your breath

And your jokes don’t bounce

And you’ve entered the early stages of bitterness

And you washed all the wisdom out your mouth

And the gas danced on the edge of your bottom lip

Quick to scurry back behind the night

To avoid the silent fight and the struggle

To avoid the silent fight and the struggle

To avoid the silent fight and the struggle