Encuentro fascinante la forma en que Alex Turner compone, mezcla ironía con un poco de poesía, dice que las letras de Humbug son más personales que en los albumes anteriores, esperemos que Joining The Dots sea la excepción...
Try and think of something colourful for this season
Pull the wool over the gullible for no reason
You are all i have these days, shake it up and run away
With the night squabbling behind you
From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the bruise
and the bows on the shoes you kicked off
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.
Thought I heard them talking in their sleep yesterday
And I tried but I just can't believe a word they say
Hurry up they'll be here soon, sleeping in the afternoon
While the rain's trying to prove a point outside
From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the bruise
and the bows on the shoes you kicked off
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.
Those people make me calm, calm the flame
Come up to the mouth for a change
And darling if it's all the same to you, I'll have you to myself
I'm joining the dots.
I'm joining the dots.
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