Franz Ferdinand - Franz Ferdinand Lyrics
Jacqueline
Jacqueline was seventeen
Working on a desk
When Iver
Peered above a spectacle
Forgot that he had wrecked a girl
Sometimes these eyes
Forget the face they're peering from
When the face they peer upon
Well, you know
That face as i do
And how in the return of tha gaze
She can return you the face
That you are staring from
It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money
Gregor was down again
Said come on, kick me again
Said i'm so drunk
I don't mind if you kill me
Come on you gutless
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And how i know it
But for chips and for freedom
I could die
It's always better on holiday...
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Tell Her Tonight
I only watched her walk, but she saw it
I only heard her talk, but she saw it
I only touched her lips but she saw it
I only kissed her lips, but she saw it
Gonna have to tell her tonight (x4)
She only flicked her eyes, but I saw it
She only swung her hair, but I saw it
She only shook her hips, but I saw it
She only licked her lips, but I saw it
Gonna have to tell her tonight (x4)
Hey, I'll have to tell her, you tell her tonight, yeah
I'll have to tell her, tell her tonight, yeah
I'll have to tell her, to tell her tonight, yeah
I'll have to tell her, to tell her tonight
I only held her hand, but she saw it
I only watched her walk, but she saw it
I only touched her neck but she saw it
I only kissed her lips, but she saw it
Gonna have to tell her tonight (x4)
Hey, I'll have to tell her, you tell her tonight, yeah
Hey, I'll have to tell her, you tell her tonight, yeah
You have to tell her, you tell her tonight, oh yeah
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Take Me Out
So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die
I know I won't be leaving here with you
I say don't you know
You say you don't know
I say... take me out!
I say you don't show
Don't move, tide is low
I say... take me out!
I say you don't know
You say you don't know
I say... take me out!
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

The Dark of the Matinée
You 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 matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine
I 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
How you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like
Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files
You must follow, leave this academic factory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry Wogan how I made it
What I made is unclear, 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 matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee is mine
Yes it's mine
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, ROBERT HARDY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Auf Achse
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
She's you're not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's you're not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's you're not so special so look what you've done
Now you wish she'd never come back here again
Oh, never come back here again
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
You see her, you can't touch her
You hear her, you can't hold her
You want her, you can't have her
You want to, but she won't let you
She's you're not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's you're not so special so look what you've done, boy
She's you're not so special so look what you've done
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, ROBERT HARDY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, JAN BAUMANN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Cheating On You
Goodbye girl, because I'm lonely
Goodbye girl, it isn't over
Goodbye girl, because it's only love
Goodbye girl, you know you want me
Goodbye girl, yes I'm a loser
Goodbye girl, you know it's only love
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
You're cheating on me
Goodbye girl, you are are the only one
Goodbye girl, I know you want me
Goodbye girl, you are the only love
Goodbye girl, now if you're lonely
Goodbye girl, why don't you join me
Goodbye girl, you know it's only love
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on you, yeah
I'm cheating on me
Oh, watch out! Watch out!
I'm cheating on you!
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

This Fire
Eyes, boring a way through me
Paralyse, controlling completely
Now there is a fire in me
A fire that burns
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn it
I'll burn it down
Eyes, burning a way through me
Overwhelm, destroying so sweetly
Now, there is a fire within me
A fire that burns
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
Then I'm out of control
And I burn
Oh, how I burn
This fire is out of control
I'm going to burn this city
Burn this city...
Writer: ALEXANDER PAUL KAPRANOS HUNTLEY, NICHOLAS JOHN MCCARTHY, PAUL ROBERT THOMPSON, ROBERT HARDY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Darts Of Pleasure
You are the latest contender
You are the one to remember
You are the villain who sends her
Light or dark, fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion
You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Words of love and words of leisure
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure
Died... and so you died
You are the latest adventure
You're an emotion avenger
You are the devil that sells her
Light or dark, fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion
You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Skin can feel my lips they tingle - tense anticipation
This one is an easy one, feel the word and melt upon it
Words of love and words of leisure
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure
Died and so you died
[German]
Ich heisse Superfantastisch!
Ich trinke Schampus und Lachsfisch!
Ich heisse Su-per-fan-tas-tisch!
Writer: Alexander Paul Kapranos Huntley, Nicholas John McCarthy, Paul Robert Thompson, Robert Hardy
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Michael
This is where I'll be so heavenly,
so come and dance with me Michael
So sexy, I'm sexy,
so come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna see,
so come and dance with me Michael
So close now, so close now,
so come and dance with me, so come and dance with me, so come and dance
with me
Michael,
you're the boy with all the leather hips,
sticky hair, sticky hips,
stubble on my sticky lips
Michael,
you're the only one I'd ever want
only one I'd ever want
only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael,
you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael,
waiting on a silver platter now ... and nothing matters now
This is what I am, I am a man
so come and dance with me Michael
So strong now, its strong now
so come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna see
so come and dance with me Michael
So close now, its close now,
so come and dance with me, so come and dance with me, SO COME AND DANCE WITH ME
Michael,
you're the boy with all the leather hips,
sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky hips
Michael,
you're the only one I'd ever want
only one I'd ever want
only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael,
you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael,
waiting on a silver platter now ... and nothing matters now
Michael,
you're the only one I'd ever want
only one I'd ever want
only one I'd ever want
(twice)
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael,
you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael, waiting on a silver platter now, nothing matters now, nothing
Matters now but you
Writer: Alexander Paul Kapranos Huntley, Nicholas John McCarthy, Paul Robert Thompson, Robert Hardy
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

40'
As I glance once upon the foam
Forty feet beneath my feet
The coldest calm falls
Through the molten veins
Cooling all the blood to slush
Congeals around again
Oh, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la
Oh, and forty feet remain
Salt scales upon my drying arms
Burn my back beneath the sun
But I am cold beneath the burning rays
Looking down, looking down, down, down again
Oh, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la
Oh, and forty feet remain
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Oh, and forty feet remain
Writer: Robert Hardy, Alexander Paul Kapranos Huntley, Nicholas John McCarthy, Paul Robert Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
