This House Is a Circus
Arctic Monkeys Lyrics


This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though look
What it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though look
What it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And any anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
(Gimme obnoxious, gimme obnoxious now)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Wriggling around in incidents you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck (we're forever unfulfilled)
We tend to see that as a perk, though look (can't think why)
what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend (like a search for murder clues)
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

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Written by: Alex Turner

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gloria pisano

lyrics
[Verse 1]

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

[Verse 2]
There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

[Bridge]
The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
(Gimme obnoxious, gimme obnoxious now)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
[Verse 3]
Wriggling around in incidents you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

[Verse 4]
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck (We're forever unfulfilled)
We tend to see that as a perk, though (Can't think why)
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend (Like a search for murder clues)
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end



prototype s

Lyrics

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones that make sinners out as such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled
Can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes

The more you open your mouth
The more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Wriggling around just so that you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
Struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end



Human 2.0

Lirycs

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though look
What it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though look
What it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And any anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
(Gimme obnoxious, gimme obnoxious now)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Wriggling around in incidents you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck (we're forever unfulfilled)
We tend to see that as a perk, though look (can't think why)
what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend (like a search for murder clues)
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end



Erick Gael Salazar Rodriguez

[Verse 1]
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

[Verse 2]
There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

[Bridge]
The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
(Gimme obnoxious, gimme obnoxious now)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far


[Verse 3]
Wriggling around in incidents you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

[Verse 4]
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck (We're forever unfulfilled)
We tend to see that as a perk, though (Can't think why)
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend (Like a search for murder clues)
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end



luana

There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones that make sinners out of such lovely lads

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones that make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled
Can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes

The more you open your mouth
The more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Wriggling around just so that you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
Struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end


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Delfina Roman

Lyrics:

There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones that make sinners out of such lovely lads
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
There's a room for the trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones that make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled
Can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man's eyes
The more you open your mouth
The more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important (completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
Wriggling around just so that you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
Struggling with the notion that it's life, not film
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends; their memories are pretend
And the last thing they want is for the feeling to end



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gloria pisano

lyrics
[Verse 1]

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

[Verse 2]
There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
Forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

[Bridge]
The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
(Gimme obnoxious, gimme obnoxious now)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far
[Verse 3]
Wriggling around in incidents you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

[Verse 4]
This house is a circus, berserk as fuck (We're forever unfulfilled)
We tend to see that as a perk, though (Can't think why)
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend (Like a search for murder clues)
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

You Know My Name

How many people are really alive. Mood. Won't do nothing until you kill this idea because you know if I do nothing we die together...

-TeddPlays

Does anyone still visit this album or is it only me

JOMANA ABOKANDIL

2020 and im still here

Fernandita who cares?

hello there

lydia

Who doesn’t

Isa Ruia

Definitely no

CwcChan

every single day friendo

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beezerboy

Best album don’t @ me

Stranger Things Lady

I’m just going to say it- I like both this and AM, I think that whole gatekeeping thing is just a load of bullshit,everyone had their own opinion, you’re not put in charge of deciding what things go together and what doesn’t

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