Lyrics and Updates

1) Everything is fixed. 2) Loghman's a big weirdo. 3) I'm not going to Aida.
Why are weekends so deadly boring? Maybe it's because I don't do anything. :shifty eyes: Anyhoo here are some lyrics. Yay for lyric posts!

That's Entertainment by the Jam

A police car and a screaming siren
Pneumatic drill and ripped up concrete
A baby wailing and a stray dog howling
The screech of brakes and lamplights blinking

Thats entertainment

A smash of glass and the rumble of boots
An electric train and a ripped up phone booth
Paint splattered walls and the cry of a tom cat
Lights going out and a kick in the balls

Thats entertainment

Days of speed and slow time mondays
Pissing down with rain on a boring wednesday
Watching the news and not eating your tea
A freezing cold flat with damp on the walls

Thats entertainment

Waking up at 6 a.m on a cool warm morning
Opening the window and breathing in petrol
An amateur band rehearsing in a nearby yard
Watching the telly and thinking 'bout your holidays

Thats entertainment

Waking up from bad dreams and smoking cigarettes
Cuddling a warm girl and smelling stale perfume
A hot summers day and sticky black tarmac
Feeding ducks in the park and wishing you were far away

Thats entertainment

Two lovers kissing at the scream of midnight
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude
Getting a cab and travelling on buses
reading the grafitti about slashed seat affairs

Thats entertainment

A Certain Romance by Arctic Monkeys

Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks
Or knackered Converse
Or tracky bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not
The point's that there isn’t no romance around there

And there's the truth that they can't see
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
And if you could only see them, then you would agree
Agree that there isn’t no romance around there

it's a funny thing you know
We'll tell them if you like
We'll tell them all tonight
They'll never listen
Cause their minds are made up
And course it's all okay to carry on that way

Over there there's broken bones
There's only music, so that there's new ringtones
And it doesn’t take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here

Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
And just cause he's had a couple of cans
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead

Well over there there's friends of mine
What can I say, I've known them for a long long time
And they might overstep the line
But you just cannot get angry in the same way

Eh voila! Till later mes copains