Franz Ferdinand - Right Thoughts, Right Words, Right Action Lyrics
Right Action
Come home practically all is nearly forgiven
Right thoughts, right words, right action
Almost everything could be forgotten
Right thoughts, right words, right action
[Chorus]
But how can we leave you
To Saturday night or Sunday morning
Good morning
Sometimes I wish you were here, weather permitting
Right thoughts, right words, right action
This time, same as before, I'll love you forever
Right thoughts, right words, right action
[Chorus]
11 South Court Gardens
England's Lane, Hampstead, London
So come home practically all is nearly forgiven
Right thoughts, right words, right action
[Outro]
Sometimes I wish you were here, weather permitting
Right thoughts, right words, right action
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Evil Eye
What's the color of the next car?,
(red you bastard) Yeah red you bastard
Don't believe in god don't believe in that shit
Not me!
I'd like to bring them down
Not me!
Some fool who dumb dumb do, Not! Not! Not me
Oh Some people get freak at me
Some people can't see that I can oh! (see)
Some people wanna see what I see
Some people put an evil eye on me
Uhhhh uhhhhh
I have the evil eye, I I I see your soul,
Your wear it on your face, it's what evokes you to
What's the color of the next car?,
(red you bastard) Yeah red you bastard
Don't believe in god don't believe in that shit
(Not me!) Not me
I'd like to bring them down
(Not me!) Not me
Some fool who dumb dumb, Not! Not! Not me
(Some) Some people get freak at me
Some people can't see that I can oh (see)
Some people wanna see what I see
Some people put an evil eye on me
It looks so clean but I can see the crawling, crawling creatures
Suspended in solution, no, no, there's no solution...
Some people get freak at me
Some people can't see that I can oh (see)
Some people wanna see what I see
Some people put an evil eye on oh
Some people wanna see what I see
Some people put an evil eye on oh
Some people wanna see what I see
Some people put an evil eye on me
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Love Illumination
When you're happy from a dream
Is it hard to work out what is real
Is the real over there
More vivid than here ever feels
We could love, we could love you
If you need somebody to love you
While you're looking for somebody to love
[Chorus:]
Sweet love illumination
Sweet, sweet love elevation
Outside, fresh other side
But inside love, you will be alright
Sweet love illumination
Sweet, sweet love celebration
Got covered, reason term
But it'll bring you up
You will be alright
It's a black pool, bright light
Brighter than the light in your home
Well, you want to be loved
But nobody else seems to know
We could love, we could love you
If you need somebody to love you
While you're looking for somebody to love
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
We could love, we could love you
If you need somebody to love you
While you're looking for somebody to love
We're all looking for somebody
We're all looking for somebody to love
[Chorus]
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Stand On The Horizon
How can I tell you I was wrong?
How can I tell you I was wrong?
When I am
The proudest man
Ever born
I stand on the horizon
I want to step across it with you
But when the sun's this low
Everything's cold
On the line of the horizon
Come to me
Oh won't you come to me
How can I tell you I was wrong?
How can I tell you I was wrong?
When I am
The cruellest man
Ever born
I stand on the horizon
I want to step across it with you
But when the sun is this low
Everything's gold
On the line of the horizon
In South Shields Metro station
I heard Marsden Rock was breaking
The North Sea shaking
All that we know
To make us see the point of living
Is to live
So won't you come to me
The North Sea sings
"Won't you come to me baby?"
The North Sea singing
"Won't you come to me?"
Writer: TERJE OLSEN, PAUL THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, ALEXANDER PAUL HUNTLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Fresh Strawberries
We are fresh strawberries
Fresh burst of red strawberries
Ripe, turning riper in the bowl
We will soon be rotten
We will all be forgotten
Half remembered rumours of the old
Wouldn't it be easy with
Something to believe in that could
Give us more
Than here's my work
So where's my pay
To buy what I don't need?
Wouldn't it be easy to believe?
Thieves believe
Everybody steals
I believe there's nothing to believe
But I'd love the manual
The instruction manual
Oh, liars
Swear that they never lie
Wouldn't it be easy with
Something to believe in that could
Give us more
Than here's my years
So now they're gone
It's time for me to leave
Wouldn't it be easy to believe?
We are fresh strawberries
Fresh burst of red strawberries
Ripe, turning riper - so...
Wouldn't it be easy?
Something could give us more
But I don't know
No I don't know
I don't know what I need
Wouldn't it be easy
Couldn't it be easy
Shouldn't it be easy
To believe
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Bullet
While I'm away
You can let the mouse go down on you
Let the mouse do what I'd do
If I was there
But you'd better explain
That I have vendetta in my narrow bones
And a vindictive eye
Of my jealousy I have no control
No control
I'll never get your bullet out of my head now
How can I get your bullet out of my head now
I have no control
But I try
Yes I try
So I'd better explain that I have a
Red vendetta in my narrow bones
A wicked indicative eye
Of my yellow jealousy I have no control
No control
I'll never get your bullet...
Get out of my head
Get out of my head now
Get out of my mind
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Treason! Animals
Hey friends when will you get here?
Hey friends I need to hear voices
I don't care what you talk about
Hey friends I just need to hear voices
Could you bring the manual
Bring the repair manual
Something has really gone wrong here
I'm the king of the animals
I'm the king of the trees and animals
Self-crowned king of the trees and the animals
I'm a king so give me a crown
I am an animal
Give me an animal crown
Hey friends when will you get here?
Hey friends this is my kingdom
This is a tree
This is an animal
Ask any one of them
And they daren't deny it
Ask any one of them
And they daren't deny it
No don't you dare deny it
This is my tree
This is my animal
But something has really gone wrong
I'm the king of the animals...
I am an animal, oh give me an animal crown (x infinity)
I'm in love with a narcissist - I know for the mirror told me
I'm in love with my nemesis - I know for the mirror told me
I'm in love with a narcissist - I know for the mirror told me
I'm in love with my pharmacist - I know for the mirror told me
I'm in love with a narcissist - I know for the mirror told me
I'm in love with my analyst - I know for the mirror told me
I'm in love with my nemesis - I know for the mirror told me
Hey friends when will you get here?
Hey friends I need to hear voices
I don't care what you talk about
Hey friends I just need to hear voices
Something has really gone wrong
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Universe Expanded
I'll give you each love letter back
We'll laugh before every joke is told
We'll pose after every photograph
Has been removed from the negative
[indistinct muttering]
With every smile we lose a line
Watch the stars fall back into the sky
Cork the wine
Unbake a cake
Take the dog back to the RSPCA
But I don't mind losing you this time
I'll meet you coming backwards
I'll meet you coming back
When the universe has expanded
Time will contract
You'll come back
I'll meet you coming backwards
Next time
We make-up start an argument
Tears crawl back into your...
I turn from a friend
Of your friend
Unintroduced
Forget your name forevermore
But I don't mind losing you this time
I'll meet you coming backwards...
Yes I'll meet you coming back
But we move forwards
Into emptiness
Into the void
Into the universe
We'll part as happy strangers
From a long friendship
That grew from
Such a love
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Brief Encounters
We are bored
We are married
We are young
On the edge of the city
The edge of Ambrosia
Rolls upon rolls upon
Rolls upon the tongue
A certain party
A certain cul-de-sac
A certain outcome
A certain piece of me
Car keys choose your keys
Outside alone
Crossing a perfect lawn
Could it be you
Could it be you
Or could it be
This is what freedom is?
We are brief encounters
We all lose our keys
We all choose our partners
We all choose our keys
Car keys choose your keys
Pull back
Pull back
Into the drive
Rigid in the matrimonial superking bed
Pretend to sleep
Pretend to sleep
Come on pretend
Yeah, lets pretend
We are brief encounters...
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Goodbye Lovers & Friends
Don't play pop music, no
You know I hate pop music
Just sing amazing godless grace
I don't wear bright colours, oh
You know I hate bright colours
I never liked you for the way you dressed
Anyway
Goodbye lovers and friends
So sad to leave you
When they lie and say
"This is not the end"
You can laugh as if
We're still together
You can laugh about it all
Anyway
I hope you didn't bring flowers
Hope you didn't write a poem
Hope you remember every fight
I know I could be noxious
Or occasionally cruel
But only to the ones
I loved
So goodbye lovers and friends
So sad to leave you
When they lie and say
"This is not the end"
You can laugh as if
We're still together
You can laugh about it all
Don't get inventory
Don't fake your memory
Don't give me virtues that I never had
Don't get sychophantal
We never were sentimental
I know that I took more than I ever gave
I don't need to be forgiven
But a moment from the living
Yeah that's the only thing I ask
So don't play pop music, no
You know I hate pop music
Just sing amazing godless grace
So goodbye lovers and friends
It's so sad to leave you
When they lie and say
"This is not the end"
You can laugh as if
We're still together
But this really is the end
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, BRYAN CHARLES HOLLON
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Universal Music Publishing Group