text: We all want someone to shout for
  Yeah, everyone wants somebody to adore
  But your heroes arent what they seem
  When youve been where weve been
  Have I done something to trigger
  The funny looks and the sniggers?
  Are they there at all
  Or is it just paranoia?
  Cause everybodys got their box
  Doing what theyre told
  You push my faith near being lost
  But well stick to the guns
  Dont care if its marketing suicide
  We wont crack or compromise
  Your derisory divides
  Will never unhinge us
  And theres a couple of hundred
  Think theyre Christopher Columbus
  But the settlers had already settled
  Here long before you
  Just cause were having a say-so
  Not lining up to be Play-Doh
  Oh, in five years time will it be
  Who the fucks Arctic Monkeys?
  Cause everybodys got their box
  Doing what theyre told
  You push my faith near being lost
  But well stick to the guns
  Dont care if its marketing suicide
  We wont 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
  Im not angry, Im just disappointed
  Its not you, its them that are wrong
  Tell em to take out their tongues
  Tell em to take out their tongues
  Its not you, its them that are wrong
  Tell em to take out their tongues
  Tell em to take out their tongues
  And bring on the backlash
  Its not you, its them that are wrong
  Tell him to take out his tongue
  Tell him to take out his tongue
  Its not you, its them thats the fake
  I wont mess with your escape
  Is this really your escape? Yeah