Arctic Monkeys

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Cm Gm                Cm Gm                 Cm
Religious iconography     givin' you the creeps?
           Cm Gm
I feel rougher than a disco lizard
                       Cm Gm
tongue along your cheek
                   Cm
The rise of the machines
   Cm             Gm                         Cm Gm
I must admit you gave me something momentarily
                  Cm
In which I could believe
  Cm
But the hand of harsh reality's un-gloved
And it's on its way back in to scoop you up
But not on my watch
I won't stay with you my love
  Cm           D
The way some science fiction does

Reflections in the silver screen of strange societies
Swamp monster with a hard-on for connectivity
The ascension of the C.R.E.A.M
Mass panic on a not too distant future colony
Quantitative easing
I want to make a simple point about peace and love
But in a sexy way where it's not obvious
Highlight dangers and send out hidden messages

      D   Cm            Cm D             D Cm
I've got the world on a wire in my little
             Cm D
mirror mirror   on the wall
D Cm              Cm D         Cm Gm
    In the pocket of my raincoat

  Cm
So I tried to write a song to make you blush
But I've a feeling that the whole
thing may well just
                                  D
End up too clever for its own good
Gm   Cm Gm                      Cm Gm
The way some science fiction does