Lyrics The Courteeners

The Courteeners

Sharks Are Circling

The sharks are circling

The water's getting clearer

Smiling with his six rows

The megalodon are nearer

They go out in schools

Dream they are supreme

Cast insults our way, go on

We'll cast you down stream

There's a ghosty tred

Over her overhead

Footsteps in the canyon

Slip away until you've found her

They stop and stare

A hundred eyes on you

But don't worry just do

Those things that you do,

And so the girl cries

But lets crack out the fan fare

In it for the good times

Dry those dark eyes

They crack the whip

The acetone drips from their lip

Tut tut finger wag

It takes ten years to shake a tag

But they wear theirs with pride

A septic thorn in society's side

We will rise above

Through the color of our love

There's a ghosty tred

Over her overhead

Footsteps in the canyon

Slip away until you've found them

They stop and stare

A hundred eyes on you

But don't worry just do

Those things that you do

And so the girl cries

But lets crack out the fan fare

In it for the good times

Dry those dark eyes

They stop and stare

A hundred eyes on you

But don't worry just do

Those things that you do

And so the girl cries

But lets crack out the fan fare

In it for the good times

Dry those dark eyes