Alex Turner - Don't Forget Whose Legs You're On lyrics

The painted faces congregate In the mating season To second homes They go alone In no rush to leave them And there's a fountain And a scimitar Shaped yellow light That picks you up And cuts you down to size The people there And the furniture Start to seem important And a whole lot more When you catch the floor With a vivid and absorbent sharpened arc Like the scimitar Shaped yellow light That picks you up And cuts you down to size I had questions for the tap dancer Sat on my lap And she had child-proof caps on her answers Stolen blower blow me a stone And show me that handsome enhancer She had a rock on her throttle And a brown gla** bottle full of Shavings from the sun Although those shoes affect your step Don't forget whose legs you're on There's a fountain and a scimitar Shaped yellow light That picks you up That cuts you down to size