by The Cribs on album Payola

One of those fucking awful black days When nothing is pleasing and everything that happens Is an excuse for anger An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour These are the days when

by The Cribs on album Payola

Have you noticed I've never been impressed By your friends from New York and London? I'll level, accusations like the press til you realise that you've dressed yourself in tatters Because a man

by The Cribs on album Payola

A strange union the other day It's a dead Russian, the papers say But it would be nice if they realised That she thought 'he is mine' This town has got you down and I know I was helping you out

by The Cribs on album Payola

I'm a realist I'm a romantic I'm an indecisive piece of shit I'm a realist I'm a romantic I am indecisive and that's about it And you dream that's the same thing That's the same life you le

by The Cribs on album Miscellaneous

And now I know in my mind it's time to feel round 'Cause that is the best way to heal this I find Oh I don't know, time goes so slow And maybe it's time to let go, I don't Now I know it's not right N

by The Cribs on album Miscellaneous

You and I, you and I We should take the road less traveled We should take the road less traveled And we'll die, we'll die You and I, you and I We should always feel empowered We should always feel e

by The Cribs on album Payola

Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters! Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters! Hey scenesters, hey hey scenesters! You lot are in trouble now (Someone's gonna cop it now) Someone's gonna cop it now Hey

by The Cribs on album Payola

I could be someone else if you’d rather Try to win you over like a new step father smart but still a sucker for whoever asks you i pictured the scene so you wont have to spell it out for me c

by The Cribs on album Payola

Didn't think I'd have to choose didn't think I'd wear brown shoes didn't think that I'd ever have to read about this in the news you gonna have a go well I don't want to know I just thought that

by The Cribs on album Payola

I get the feeling they got you believing It's better to be loved than left out But it's like you told me It's nothing to do with acceptance It's all about escaping Then you heard that there's a

by The Cribs on album Payola

Because a guy I used to know Is returning now to show That the wrong way to be Is rubbing off on me I guess we were never going to be friends I've never really liked people that are too right on

by The Cribs on album Miscellaneous

I have always had A real problem with getting down But it's alright, you know I really don't mind that, you know I know you've been sleeping around Your bed's full of idiots from town to town But it'

by The Cribs on album Miscellaneous

Why can't I be like the one who went over? It's over, get over, whoa-oh Why can't I be like the one who went over? It's over, get over, whoa-oh Thought it wasn't right to tease me When no one was aro

by The Cribs on album Payola

You aren't allowed to say that you're better You aren't allowed to say that cause you're the hipster type, the type (whoa oh) You've got a lot to say, but don't mention The mirror kissing ways of t

by The Cribs on album Miscellaneous

Now and again I've got a lot to say And I can't afford you this one Oh yeah, she asks me where I'm going Now and again I'll find a friend who knows She asks me where I'm going Oh yeah, she asks me whe

by The Cribs on album Payola

I lost my heart to a dancer An easy pick up for chancers What she saw in me, I don't know When she said she'd been behaving I found it hard to stop myself from laughing I think I'll head off, in

by The Cribs on album Payola

I was born in 'The Merrie City' I've been trying to get out of it Nothing's changed since the 1950's I'm surprised all the time what I find out There must be something more Can't figure it ou

by The Cribs on album Payola

I may be leaving, but it's okay To say what you're feeling, but baby not for free It's called direction So many times I can see That the way that you are is rubbing off on me It's called direct

by The Cribs on album Payola

In the grey of yesterday A breeze blew over exposing A memory so small What is it here for Your virility, makes me forget empathy Dig your hole That's what we're here for To make you feel i

by The Cribs on album Payola: The Demos

It's so strange seeming Like a friend's mother's perfume That you can be what you want. Anointed genius, poets, good fucks Yeah you can be what you want Anyway Getting the feeling, spent all my