Crying Lightning Akkorde von
Arctic Monkeys
Arctic Monkeys

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Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
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You were practicing a magic trick
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And my thoughts got rude,
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as you talked and chewed
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On the last of your pick and mix
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Said, "You're mistaken if you're thinking that
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I haven't been called "cold" before"
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As you bit into your strawberry lace
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And then offered me your attention in the
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form of a gobstopper
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It's all you had left
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and it was going to waste
Chorus 1
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Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
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"Crying Lightning"
And how you like to aggravate
the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
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The next time that I
Verse 2
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caught my own reflection
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It was on it's way to meet you
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Thinking of excuses to postpone
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You never looked like yourself from the side
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But your profile could not hide
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The fact you knew I was
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approaching your throne
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With folded arms you
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occupied the bench like toothache
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Stood and puffed your chest out like you
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never lost a war
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And though I tried so not to suffer
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the indignity of a reaction
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There was no cracks to grasp
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or gaps to claw
Chorus 2
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And your pastimes,
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consisted of the strange
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And twisted and deranged
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And I hate that little game you had called
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"Crying Lightning"
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And how you like to aggravate
the icky man on rainy afternoons
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Uninviting
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But not half as impossible as
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everyone assumes you are
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Crying lightning
Solo 1
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Chorus 3
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Your pastimes, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
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And I hate that little game you had called
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"Crying Lightning"
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"Crying Lightning"
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"Crying Lightning"
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"Crying Lightning"
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Your pastimes,
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consisted of the strange
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And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game
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you had called "Crying"

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