We all want some one to shout for Yeah, everyone wants somebody to adore But heroes aren't what they seem When you've been, where we've been Have I done something to trigger The funny looks and the sniggers Are they there at all Or is it just paranoia Everybody's got there box And doing what they're told You push my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory divides Will never unhinge us And there's a couple of hundred Think they're Christopher Columbus But the settlers had already settled Here long before you Just because we're having a say so Not lining up to be Play-Doh In five years time will it be Who the fuck's arctic monkeys? 'Cause everybody's got there box And doing what they're told You push my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory divides Will never unhinge us All the thoughts that I just said Linger round and multiply in the head Not that bad to start with I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed It's not you it's them that are wrong Tell 'em to take out their tongues Tell 'em to take out their tongues It's not you it's them that are wrong Tell 'em to take out their tongues Tell 'em to take out their tongues And bring on the backlash It's not you it's them that are wrong Tell him to take out his tongue Tell him to take out his tongue It's not you it's them that's the fake I won't mess with your escape Is this really your escape, yeah?