01. The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala

Just when things are getting complicated
In the eye of the storm
She flicks a red hot revelation
Off the tip of her tongue

It does a dozen somersaults
And leaves you supercharged
It makes me wanna blow the candles out
Just to see if you glow in the dark

Shalalala

Home sweet home, home sweet home, home sweet bobby trap
I took the batteries out my mysticism and put them in my thinking cap
She’s got a telescopic hallelujah hanging up on the wall
For when it gets too complicated
In the eye of the storm

And in a hellcat spangled cabin
When your judgment’s on the run
And you’re acting like a stranger
Because you thought it looked like fun

And did you ever get the feeling
That these were things she said before
Her steady hands may well have done
The devil’s pedicure
What you waiting for?
Sing another fucking shalalala

02. Little Illusion Machine (Wirral Riddler)

(Miles Kane)
Swinging from room to room, planting something new
I’ve ridden the riddle and I do it again
Back to the wirral where it all began, wirral riddler

Send a letter to me, baby, I’m on the edge of my seat
Send a letter to me, baby, little illusion machine

Riding through the gloom, something beautiful

(Alex Turner)
He’s ridden the riddle, he’ll do it again
He’s going back to the wirral where it all began

Wirral riddler

Send a letter to me, baby, I’m on the edge of my seat
Send a letter to me, baby, little illusion machine
I tried it and I liked it but, it just never gets close enough
Send a letter to me, baby

(Wirral) So tell me, where have you been?
(Wirral) Little illusion machine
(Wirral) Hoping tonight is gonna send me back to you, wow!