• I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor
  • Mardy Bum
  • Fake Tales of San Francisco
  • Dancing Shoes
  • When the Sun Goes Down
  • Fluorescent Adolescent
  • The View from the Afternoon
  • A Certain Romance
  • Teddy Picker
  • Riot Van
  • Do I Wanna Know?
  • From the Ritz to the Rubble
  • Still Take You Home
  • Brianstorm
  • Red Light Indicates Doors Are Secured
  • Old Yellow Bricks
  • R U Mine?
  • You Probably Couldn't See for the Lights but You Were Staring Straight at Me
  • D Is for Dangerous
  • Balaclava
  • Do Me a Favour
  • 505
  • This House Is a Circus
  • Only Ones Who Know
  • Perhaps Vampires Is a Bit Strong But...
  • If You Were There, Beware
  • Crying Lightning
  • The Bad Thing
  • Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?
  • Arabella
  • My Propeller
  • One for the Road
  • Cornerstone
  • Snap Out of It
  • I Wanna Be Yours
  • No. 1 Party Anthem
  • Dangerous Animals
  • Knee Socks
  • Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair
  • Secret Door
  • I Want It All
  • Dance Little Liar
  • Fireside
  • Potion Approaching
  • Mad Sounds
  • Fire and the Thud
  • Pretty Visitors
  • She's Thunderstorms
  • Black Treacle
  • The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala


Brian, top marks for not tryin'
So kind of you to bless us
With your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted

And I wonder, are you puttin' us under?
Cause we can't take our eyes off
The t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator

Some want to kiss, some want to kick you
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression I get
Cause you're smooth and you're wet
And she's not aware yet, but she's yours

She'll be sayin' Use me,
Show me the jacuzzi
I imagine that it's there on a plate
Your rendezvous rate means that you'll never be frightened
To make them wait for a while

I doubt it's your style
Not to get what you set out to acquire
The eyes are on fire
You are the unforecasted storm

(Brian)
Calm, collected, and commandin'
(Top marks for not tryin')
You made the other stories standin'

With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept cause
You've stolen their, thunder

Are you puttin' us under?
Cause we can't take our eyes off
The t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator
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