Karaoké The Dark of the Matinée Franz Ferdinand

Take your white finger slide the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer

Relax the fraying wool slacken ties and I'm not to look at you in the shoe

But the eyes find the eyes

Find me and follow me through corridors refectories and files you must follow, leave

This academic factory you will find me in the matinée the dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée is mine yes, it's mine

Time every journey to bump into you accidentally I charm you and tell you

Of the boys I hate all the girls I hate all the words I hate all the clothes I hate

How I'll never be anything I hate you smile mention

Something that you like oh, how you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like

Find me and follow me through corridors refectories files you must follow, leave

This academic factory you will find me in the matinée dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée is mine yes, it's mine

So I'm on BBC Two now telling Terry Wogan how

I made it and what I made is unclear now

But his deference is and his laughter is my words and smile are so easy now

Yes, it's easy now yes, it's easy now

Find me and follow me through corridors refectories and files you must follow, leave

This academic factory you will find me in the matinée dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée you'll find me and follow me through corridors

Refectories and files you must follow, leave this academic factory you will find me

In the matinée dark of the matinée better in the matinée, the dark of the matinée

Is mine yes, it's mine