My new cover.
CobaLus’ cover of Arctic Monkey’s «Crying Lightning».
Vocals/Instruments: CobaLus
Mix/Master: CobaLus
Recorded at CobaLusian Studios.
Photo : George Tzellos
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vaulter is a grunge rock band based in Athens, Greece.
vaulter gang:
Dionisis Analitis (Lead Vocals, Guitar)
Giannis Zacharopoulos (Guitar)
Alex Moiros (Bass)
Stratos Patlamazoglou (Drums)
this one is from the good old Humbug b-side. an unforgettable era of the Arctic Monkeys.
You thrive on dancing in our laps
Before the more familiar chaps
And all the curtain leads to fever
We watched the womanizer cry
And in the last sip you and I
Declared we might require a breather
I am the truth true through and I
Convey excitement fluently
As solid as I can busk shock
With well presented merry men
And I know all too well
I shouldn’t break the key off in the lock
[Chorus]
And the tumble splits the fray
Revealing silk and fit
In the fright lined dining room
Throw a gaze towards them while they feast
[Verse 2]
The days drag their heels
When you’re not there to crack the whip
And the weeks wait to burst like a sache of brats
The old pantomime villian follows my coat
And he hides where it hangs and he spies through the slots
And meanwhile in the desert’s only costume shop
The cowels hide and wait to rot away
The identities of the willing
[Verse 3]
Drowned bags of sugar in the night
Rocketing shutter doors despite
The shop not opening for hours
You can itch, flap and whistle
And try to avoid the top
As I scribbled over dribble
You were snoring, showing off
[Chorus]
The tumble splits the frays
Revealing silk and fit
In the fright lined dining room
Throw a gaze towards them while they feast
I wanna see somethin’ that used to be in your eyes again
I’m waiting to see it
You know it’s only a question of when
Cause I know how much I’m missin’ heaven
You know that it’s missin’
And only you know
Where you have been to
And only you know
What you have been through
There’s better things you’re gonna get into
And I wanna be there too
Yes I do..
I know it’s not easy for you to start to believe again
And when the day comes,
Don’t let yourself be deceived ….. again
Cause I know that you’ve been waiting, been such a long time
That you’ve been waiting
And only you know
Where you have been to
And only you know
What you have been through
There’s better things you’re gonna get into
And i wanna be there too
Cause i know
That you’ve been waiting, been such a long time
You’ve been waiting
And only you know
Where you have been to
And only you know
What you have been through
There’s better things you’re gonna get into
And I wanna be there too
You know i do…
Black as a beacon
In a river of shimmering fog
Yes she was
If you were heat seeking
She was hard to ignore
Yes she was
And she snapped
Wing mirrors off a Cadillac
With a particular pretty one
And that meant she never had to strain her back
When she was putting her lippy on
Well Time tastes bland
When she’s not around
And you’d sit and you’d sink and approach the brink
Before she showed you how to shake love’s steady hand
And she snapped
Wing mirrors off a Cadillac
With a particular pretty one
And that meant she never had to strain her back
When she was putting her lippy on
Shake love’s steady hand
Shake love’s steady –
She floats like an niccy rush but she stings like a bee
flat
The Blond-o sonic shimmer trap
And she snapped the wing mirrors off a Cadillac
With a particular pretty ones
And that meant she never had to strain her back
When she was putting her lippy on
παρανοϊκά b-side από αρκτικές μαϊμούδες!
My baby wants to drive the train
But don’t you let her, don’t you let her touch the tracks
I said my baby wants to drive the train
Well all aboard yeah, and don’t forget to mind the gap
Don’t you let her, don’t you know
She’s sick and tired of
Being in the background, the passenger
Let her drive the train, oh!
Choo Choo!
Why don’t you let her drive the train? oh…
Choo Choo!
Why don’t you let her drive the train, yeah
She’s setting off from platform four
Make your way down, we’ll shut the door bout quart to five
I said she’s setting off from platform four
And they’ve decided that they’re gonna let her drive
Don’t you let her, don’t you know
She’s sick and tired of
Being in the background, the passenger
Let her drive the train, oh!
Choo Choo!
Why don’t you let her drive the train, oh…
Choo Choo!
Why don’t you let her drive my train, yeah
Choo Choo!
Choo Choo!
Choo Choo!
Choo Choo!
Καλή χρονιά σε όλους!
Trudging through the morning,
The trap with the trampoline under his arm,
Shifts past your whiskers, so stark is the charm but the barking alarm,
Waits coiled ’til the corner is turned.
And the bicycle wheels all struggle to move round,
In your muddy mind, blatantly caked and,
Unwilling to wind uncooperative time,
So he sits on the springs ’til the muck goes dry
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall,
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the…
What came first, the chicken or the dickhead?
Split sleep reaps rewards from ill fitting thoughts,
And twilight forced you to go on a walk,
Your legs start running and your head gets caught
Canopy 19,
It’s perfectly placed for the reasonably frightening,
Fall from the aftertaste, you’ll have to slip away,
I am unhappy to say, behold is the crook in the hammock plays…
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall,
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall…
Behold, there’s a crook in the hammock plays
Cruelly with the base of the scales,
And fiddles with the feet on a balancing act,
Gagged, bound and crafting a tale,
Trailing wrapped in a gasp,
Cruelly with the base of the scales,
And fucking fiddles with the feet on a balancing act,
You were gagged, bound and crafting a tale,
Trailing wrapped in a gasp.
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall,
All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms and cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall.
arctic qotsa.
enjoy.
Pinned down by the dark
When fighting with my sheets
Nearly crying in my sleep
Yes I’m battling that well told gripe
the most retrainting type
you should have racing stripes
The way you keep me in pursuit
Shopping the heal of your boot
And you press it in my chest and you make me wheeze
Then to my knees you do promote me
I’m Pinned down by the dark
A N I M A L
Makes my head pirouette
More than i would be willing to confess
D A N G E R O U S
Tonight it fidgets through
Before it’ll soon revert to you
I’m bought as bashful as a tribal dance
the first and final chance
and ‘course the audience
Are frighteners and fiends
Divided up into two teams
When the acrobat fell off the beam
She broke everyone’s heart
I’m pinned down by the dark
A N I M A L makes my head pirouette, more than i would be willing to confess
D A N G E R O U S
D A N G E R O U S
The most unsuitable pet
‘ts been long enough so lets
Make a mess lioness
I’m pinned down by the dark
I’m pinned down by the dark
D A N G E R O U S
A N I M A L
D A N G E R O U S
A N I M A L
Break a mirror roll the dice,
Run with scissors through a chip pan fire fight.
Go into business with a grizzly bear,
But just don’t sit down ’cause I’ve moved your chair.
Find a well known hardman and start a fight,
Wear your shell suit on bonfire night.
Fitting a circular hole with a peg that’s square,
But just don’t sit down ’cause I’ve moved your chair.
Bite the lightning and tell me how it tastes,
Kung fu fighting on your roller skates,
Do the macarena in the devils lair
But just don’t sit down ’cause I’ve moved your chair.
I wanna build you up
Brick by brick
I wanna break you down
Brick by brick
I’m gonna reconstruct
Brick by brick
I wanna feel your love
Brick by brick (aaaaah)
I wanna steal your soul
I wanna rock ‘n’ roll
I wanna rock ‘n’ roll
I wanna rock ‘n’ roll
Brick by brick (aaaaah)
I wanna brick by brick
I wanna blow by blow
I want an empty soul
I wanna brick by brick by brick by
Brick by brick (aaaaah)
You showed me my tomorrow
Beside a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir
My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true
Depends who you prefer
But if it’s true you’re gonna run away
Tell me where
I’ll meet you there
Am I snapping the excitement
If I pack away the laughter
And tell you how it feels
And does burden come to meet ya
If I’ve questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel
The day after you stole my heart,
Everything i touched told me it would be better shared with you
And you’re hiding in my soup
And the book reveals your face
And as your splashing in in the my eyelids
The concentration continually breaks
I did request the mark you cast
Didn’t heal as fast
I hear your vioce in silences
Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?
In the jostling crowd
You’re not allowed to tell the truth
And the photobooth’s a liar
And the sharpened explanations
But theres no screaming reason to inquire
I’d like to poke them in their prying eyes
with things they never see
if it smacks them in their temples
If you can summon the strength, tow me
I cant hold down the urgency
Youve got to make your descent slowly
And oil up those sticky keys
Coax me out my love low
And have a spin of my propeller
It’s a necessary evil
No cause for emergency
Borrowed the beak of a bald eagle
Oh, momentary synergy
Coax me out my low
Sink into tomorrow
Coax me out my low
And have a spin of my propeller
My propeller wont spin and I cant get it started on my own
When are you arriving?
My propeller wont spin and I cant get it started on my own
When are you arriving?
My propeller wont spin and I cant get it started on my own
When are you arriving?
My propeller
Fake Tales of San Francisco
Echo through the room
More point to a wedding disco
Without a bride or groom
There’s a super cool band yeah
With their trilbys and their glasses of white wine
And all the weekend rockstars are in the toilets
Practicing their lines
I don’t want to hear you
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don’t want to hear, you know
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don’t want to hear you
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don’t want to hear you
I don’t want to hear your…
Fake Tales of San Francisco
Echo through the air
And there’s a few bored faces in the back
All wishing they weren’t there
And as the microphone squeaks
A young girl’s telephone beeps
Yeah she’s dashing for the exit
And she’s running to the streets outside
«Oh you’ve saved me,» she screams down the line
«The band were fucking wank»
And I’m not having a nice time.»
I don’t want to hear you
(Kick me out, kick me out)
I don’t want to hear, you know
(Kick me out, kick me out)
Yeah but his bird thinks it’s amazing, though
So all that’s left
Is the proof that love’s not only blind but deaf
He talks of San Francisco, he’s from Hunter’s Bar
I don’t quite know the distance
But I’m sure thats far
Yeah I’m sure thats pretty far
And yeah, I’d love to tell you all of my problem
You’re not from New York City, you’re from Rotherham
So get off the bandwagon, and put down the handbook
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Get off the bandwagon and put down the handbook
Yeah
