Balaclava – Arctic MonkeysBy Running off over next door’s gardenBefore the hour is doneIt’s more a question of feelingThan it is a question of funThe confidence is the balaclavaI’m sure you’ll baffle ’em goodWith the ending reek of salty cheeksAnd runny make-up aloneOr will blood run down the faceOf a boy bewildered and scornedAnd you’ll find yourself in a skirmishWhere you’ll wish you’d never been bornYou tie yourself to the tracksAnd there isn’t no going backAnd it’s wrong wrong wrongBut we’ll do it anyway‘Cause we love a bit of troubleAre you pulling her from a burning buildingOr throwing her to the sharksCan only hope that the ending is as pleasurable as the startThe confidence is the balaclava,I’m sure you baffle ’em straightAnd it’s wrong wrong wrong,She can hardly waitThat’s right,He won’t let her out his sightNow the shaggers performAnd the daggers are drawnWho’s the crooks in this crime?That’s right,He won’t let her out his sightNow the shaggers performAnd the daggers are drawnWho’s the crooks in this crime!That’s right,He won’t let her out his sightThat’s right,He won’t let her out his sightThat’s right,He won’t let her out his sightWill you be able to boastOf the day of the mostFlawless heist of all timeYou knew that it’d be troubleRight before the very first kissQuiet, unassuming,But you heard that they were the naughtiestShe pleaded with you to take it offBut you resisted and foughtBut sorry, sweetheart, I’d much ratherKeep on the balaclava. www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20