Guys am I going insane or is this one of the best songs in the world ever? I know I'm late to the arcticmonkeysposting train but this shit is bewildering...
little did they know one day they'd be rolling over eachother on the floor of a hotel in london dressed like smokin hot euro husbands and dancing like crabs
thinking about the fact that Alex said in the Track by Track interview for TBH+C that ballads such as "The Ultracheese" are "his default" and "where he feels most comfortable" and how Alex, if left to his own devices, would churn out song after song so full of melancholy and yearning it'd shatter all our hearts into a gazillion pieces - this is why he needs Jamie and Nick and Matt and Miles - so they reach out their hands to him and go "there is a whole world out there" and he turns around and writes the Arabellas and Pretty Visitors and She Looks Like Funs and Sculptures of Anything Goes and She Does The Woods of his career