put me in a terror pocket by arctic monkeys (lyrics)

all rights to arctic monkeys. hope you enjoyed this! btw this is one of their unreleased songs and there's only a live version i believe. lyrics: he spoke a script dipped in the sort of talk to make you keep the gaze it's all a trick the slicked back slimy arms have got a war to wage he's got a laugh like a crackling wire and he wants to put the bite marks on you he wants to put the bite marks on you and he twists my guts as the only thing as repelling as his invitations are his excuses and he said "i am the conductor put me in a terror pocket" he did a stint master in a craft he'd squint through his spectacle he'd drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he can impress you with the unacceptable and he has turned through all the pages with his fingers and covered them with goo and he wants to put the bite marks on you he wants to put them on you and it hurts my back because the only thing that's as heavy as the adoration is the days of hanging out on his own and it's been a long-sounding alarm and he frightened me to death when he said "i am the conductor put me in a terror pocket" 'cause he's trying to give me a ticket to a competition and i don't know how the odds are stacked as he's rolling out the running track