Franz Ferdinand
Album - 9 febbraio 2004 - Debaser id 100593

Jacqueline was seventeen
Working on a desk
When Ivor
Peered above a spectacle
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl
Sometimes these eyes
Forget the face they're peering from
When the face they peer upon
Well you know
That face as I do
And how in the return of the gaze
She can return you the face
That you are staring from

It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money

It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money

Gregor was down again
Said come on, kick me again
Said I'm so drunk
I don't mind if you kill me
Come on you, gutless
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And how I know it
But for chips and for freedom
I could die

It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money

It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money

It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when we need the money

I only watched her walk but she saw it
I only heard her talk but she saw it
I only touched her lips but she saw it
I only kissed her lips but she saw it

Gonna have to tell her tonight...

She only blinked her eyes but i saw it
She only swung her hair but i saw it
She only shook her hips but i saw it
She only licked her lips but i saw it

Gonna have to tell her tonight...
Have to tell her, tell her tonight, yeah

I only watched her walk but she saw it
I only heard her talk but she saw it
I only touched her hips but she saw it
I only kissed her lips but she saw it

Gonna have to tell her tonight...

You take your white finger
Slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer
Relax the fraying wool, slacken ties
And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinée
The dark of the matinée
It's better in the matinée
The dark of the matinée is mine
Yes it's mine

I time every journey to bump into you, accidentally
I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate
All the girls I hate
All the words I hate
All the clothes I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
How you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinée
The dark of the matinée
It's better in the matinée
The dark of the matinée is mine
Yes it's mine

So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it and
What I made is unclear now, but his deference is and his laughter is
My words and smile are so easy now
Yes, It's easy now
Yes, It's easy now

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinée
The dark of the matinée
It's better in the matinée
The dark of the matinée is mine
Yes it's mine

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now you wish she'd never come back here again
Oh, never come back here again

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you

She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's not so special so look what you've done

Now I'm nailed above you
Gushing from my side
It's with your sins that you have killed me
Thinking of your sins I die
Thinking how you'd let them touch you
How you'd never realise
That I'm ripped and hang forsaken
Knowing never will I rise
Again

You still see her
Oh, you hear her
You want her
Oh, you want to
You see her
You hear her
You want her
You still want to

Goodbye girl, because I'm lonely
Goodbye girl, it isn't over
Goodbye girl, because it's only love
Goodbye girl, you know you want me
Goodbye girl, yes I'm a loser
Goodbye girl, you know it's only love

I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
You're cheating on me

Goodbye girl, you are are the only one
Goodbye girl, I know you want me
Goodbye girl, you are the only love

Goodbye girl, now if you're lonely
Goodbye girl, why don't you join me
Goodbye girl, you know it's only love

I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on me

Oh, watch out! Watch out!
I'm cheating on you!

Goodbye girl, goodbye girl
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl

Eyes
Boring a way into me
Paralyse
Controlling completely
Now
There is a fire in me
A fire that burns

This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn it, I'll burn it, I'll, I'll, I'll burn it

Eyes
Burning a way through me
Overwhelm
Destroying so sweetly
Now
There is a fire in me
A fire that burns

This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
And I'm, I'm out of control and I burn
Oh how I burn for you
Burn
Oh how I burn for you
Burn
How I burn
How I burn
Oh how I

This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn it, I'll burn it, I'll, I'll, I'll burn it

You are the latest contender
You are the one to remember
You are the villain who sends her
Light or dark, fantastic passion

I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion

You can feel my lips undress your eyes,
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Words of love and words of leisure
Words are poisoned Darts of Pleasure
Die and so you died

You are the latest adventure
You're an emotion avenger
You are the devil that sells her
Light or dark, fantastic passion

I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion

You can feel my lips undress your eyes,
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Skin can feel my lips they tingle - tense anticipation
This one is an easy one, feel the word and melt upon it
Words of love and words of leisure
Words are poisoned Darts of Pleasure
Die and so you died

[German]
Ich heiße Superfantastisch!
Ich trinke Schampus mit Lachsfisch!
Ich heiße Su-per-fan-tas-tisch!
(x3)

[In English means: My name is "Superfantastic", I drink champagne with salmon.]

This is where I be so heavenly
So come and dance with me, Michael
So sexy, I'm sexy
So come and dance with me, Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna see
So come and dance with me, Michael
So close now, so close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me

Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want

Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael, waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now

This is what I am, I am a man
So come and dance with me, Michael
So strong now, it's strong now
So come and dance with me, Michael

I'm all that you see, you you wanna see
So come and dance with me, Michael
So close now, it's close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me

Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want

Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael, waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now

Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want

Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael, waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now, nothing matters now
Nothing matters, oh yeah

Although my lover lives in a place that I can't live
I kind of find I like a life this lonely
It rips and pierces me in places I can't see
I love the rip of nerves, the rip that wakes me
So I'm dissatisfied; I love dissatisfied
I love to feel there's always more that I need

So come on home
So come on home
So come on home
Home

You're where you want to be
I'm where I want to be
Come on, we're chasing everything we've ever wanted
Replace you easily, replace pathetically
I flirt with any flighty thing that falls my way
But how I needed you, when I needed you
Lets not forget we are so strong, so bloody strong

So come on home
So come on home
So come on home
Home

Blue light falls upon your perfect skin
Falls and you draw back again
Falls and this is how I fell
And I cannot forget
And I cannot forget

Come on home
So come on home
So come on home
But don't forget to leave

As I glanced once upon the foam
40 feet beneath my feet
The coldest calm falls through the molten veins
Cooling all the blood to slush, congeals around again

And forty feet remain

Salt scales upon my drying arms
Burn my back beneath the sun
But I am cold beneath the burning haze
Looking down, looking down, down, down again

And forty feet remain