by Arab Strap on album Arab Strap

by Arab Strap on album Arab Strap

by Arab Strap on album Miscellaneous

Arab Strap Miscellaneous Holiday Girl (don't Die Just Yet) I'm telling you it's the same girl She's always there on holidays when you're wee She never grows and she's everywhere She was in the lift

by Arab Strap on album Mad For Sadness

We're sitting fruity alchopops with pink glasses With ice and watching the girls of summer With there bare legs and trains and their white strap Link through yesterdays top beneath today's cologne Acr

by Arab Strap on album Mad For Sadness

We're sitting fruity alchopops with pink glasses with ice and watching the girls of summer With there bare legs and trains and there white strap link through yesterdays top beneath today's cologne Acr

by Arab Strap on album Miscellaneous

I can't even escape you in my sleep when all I need is rest Knowing when I wake up I can't watch you get dressed And pretend I'm sleeping and imagine you with child A suggestion often made by me And

by Arab Strap on album Monday At The Hug And Pint

Once again, I've gone a bit too far and I wish that was you there, peep-peeping. Then as you rolled down the window of your car, you'd say "hello, stranger, how you been keeping?"

by Arab Strap on album Monday At The Hug And Pint

I don't like the words that the birds are singing I hate their ugly voices and the messages they're bringing But if everyone can start again and everyone can win Then I'll rearrange the place that

by Arab Strap on album The Red Thread

You always jump and quiver When you're coming in to land With no runway, no guidance No nails dug into my hand We could ask whoever we want We could go back to school And see the dead laugh again Let

by Arab Strap on album Philophobia

Why could I not speak? You're not so unique My eyes stayed on the floor I make a little suggestion before I pop the question But I was far too out my face, I was out my face It's the first time in ag

by Arab Strap on album Philophobia

The night before the funeral, I got some I sneaked a young girl up the stairs and past my mum I took her clothes off and I played with her bits And she did the same but it took ages for me to come Too

by Arab Strap on album Philophobia

I need them for my headaches, I need them for skin We need it for a night out and sometimes for a night in The room stinks of poppers, the bog's full of bile At least I'm not shitting blood again I al

by Arab Strap on album Miscellaneous

I clench my sphincter and suck in my gut Another big mistake by the incompetent slut She's never coming back whoever she may be This is a big day for me I can cum in my hand, I can cum on you It's ne

by Arab Strap on album Monday At The Hug And Pint

There are no set rules to follow, just a big black gaping hollow That we fall into and hope that it means love And the beasts snapping at your feet Keep barking that you're incomplete Ignore the

by Arab Strap on album Week Never Starts Round Here

I'm waiting for a service, waiting in vain She's waiting on another man, no one drank again She flashed me the menu, working smell on her lips Led me just enough, I shouldn't have tipped I say,"Well,

by Arab Strap on album Mad For Sadness

You just have to be sure you're doing the right thing I mean it's very easy to forget She's just sitting there in the pub with her new friends And her new life and her new hair And it's been five year

by Arab Strap on album Week Never Starts Round Here

Oh, she always used to be the same She'd be loose with a straight dark facial frame And now the things that used to turn me off I find endearing And they laugh behind the trees As she lies naked in th

by Arab Strap on album Miscellaneous

Another blowhead disco Another sniff of romance I'll forget We promised to ourselves before we came out We'd do somethin' we regret These people are your friends This cunted circus never ends I won't

by Arab Strap on album The Last Romance

I used to be so proud of thinking I was such a liar In the covert world of romance, brother, I was just a try-er Woman was the enemy and victory the point Where I'd successfully knocked someone's h

by Arab Strap on album Miscellaneous

If your hair was a call to arms And your legs were what skirts are for Then your mouth was a red alert But your eyes were an act of war That I needed a nurse and a mother I needed an open-minded whor