The Vaccines - Handsome

oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god they’re gonna eat me up for breakfast
you think you look good in whatever they sugarcoat you in
if my body is a temple you can worship at my feet but it might kick you in the teeth some
so even when you’re spitting blood you would save a thought for me

cos i got so down i held the world to ransom
lonely, bored and bad thank god im handsome (so handsome)

i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i know, i should be picking up the pieces
but it doesn’t really matter as once you thought it would when you got nothing to lose
everybody else i know would talk to me of misery as if it was contagious
so come to me and promise me youll catch me if you can
cos i got so down i held the world to ransom

cos i got so down i held the world to ransom
lonely, bored and bad thank god im handsome
im as awful as they come oh what a pity
so i thank the lord above that i am pretty (so pretty)

p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p so pretty
im p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p so pretty

i got so down i held the world to ransom
lonely, bored and bad thank god im handsome
arresting, prepossessing and disarming
oh what a stroke of luck that i am charming
with a hand layed out upon me by committee
i just thank the lord above that i am pretty (so pretty)

The Vaccines - Radio Bikini

Return to bikini
Return to bikini, oh
Return to bikini
Return to bikini

Well mine's on the rocks
In sandals and socks
Sentimentally sad
Drink a Coca Cola in bed

But this is Radio Bikini
Saying, "Don't you wanna see me?"
Across a European summer
Oh c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

Return to bikini
Return to bikini, oh
Return to bikini
Return to bikini

Well mine's on the fire
But if you want to lighten the mood
Sugar-coated in sun
With enough for everyone

But this is Radio Bikini
Saying, "Don't you wanna see me?"
Across a European summer
Oh c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

I came so close
Right out of the blue
Now I got you
Ooh

Return to bikini
Return to bikini, oh
Return to bikini
Return to bikini

Well mine's on the coast
With opportunities ghost
And visions according to die
Where nobody knows me

But this is Radio Bikini
Saying, "Don't you wanna see me?"
Across a European summer
Oh c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon

This is radio bikini
Saying, "I'm on television"
Across another in the summer
Oh c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon