We all want some one to shout for
Yeah, everyone wants somebody to adore
But your heroes arent what they seem
When youve been, where weve beenHave I done something to trigger
The funny looks and the snigger?
Are they there at all
Or is it just paranoiaEverybodys got there box
And doing what theyre told
You push my faith near being lost
But well stick to the gunsDont care if it's marketing suicide
We wont crack or compromise
Your derisory devides
Will never unhinge usTheres a couple of hundred
Think theyre Christopher Columbus
But the settlers had already settled
Here long before youJust because were having a say so
And not lining up to be play doh
In five years time will it be
Who the fucks arctic monkeys?'Cause everybodys got there box
And doing what theyre told
You push my faith near being lost
But well stick to the gunsDont care if it's marketing suicide
We wont crack or compromise
Your derisory devides
Will never unhinge usAll the thoughts that I just said
Linger round and multiply in the head
Not that bad to start with
Im not angry, Im just disappointedIt's not you it's them that are wrong
Tell 'em to take out their tongues
Tell 'em to take out their tonguesIt's not you it's them that are wrong
Tell 'em to take out their tongues
Tell 'em to take out their tongues
And bring on the backlashIt's not you it's them that are wrong
Tell him to take out his tongue
Tell him to take out his tongueIt's not you it's them that's the fake
I won't mess with your escape
Is this really your escape?