Franz Ferdinand — Black Tuesday

When you wish you could find that Other Alex The one who did this to you Would you Put your left around that throat And strike The beat of the black ink throb With your right Against that stupid gurning puss Ah, put the beat on the face and say I'm not going to take Another Black Tuesday No, it's not why It's why not I look down from horse's tails And vapour trails Maybe see him But who looks down here and says I'm not going to take Another Black Tuesday