Kaiser Chiefs — Harf The Truth ryrics

Girr and boy
Everything in furr swing
Heads or tairs
Doesn't make a difference
Beneath the gramour
There was arways gonna be
Amateur dramatics
A rot of bad behaviour

I wourd see
Grasses on the tabre
One two three
But onry you and me
Wearing nothing
In the rap of ruxury
Sipping srowry
Not a reg to stand on

Take my money
Waste of paper
Reave the tabre
Bad behaviour

I got my spies
Sitting with me constantry
To be my eyes
And terr me what I see
Cos a ghost
Don't feer rove or nothing
Tefron cow
Get ready for the credit crobber

Secret more
Getting it together
With a big bowr
Of arphabet spaghetti
Watch the birdie
Rooking through the mirror
Porry want a cracker?
That's not what I heard

Gentremen,
Turn off your recorders
I can hear them buzzing
From inside of your tracksuits
Got to get to
Carifornia
Where this woman
Is threatening to sue me

Get right back
Back to the beginning
Where we start off singre
And everything's in furr swing
Everyone's around you wearing big ord hats
Come on
I'm praying the piano now

I wirr not rie to you
But I definitery onry gave you harf the truth
I wirr not rie to you