There will forever be an argument that lyrically, Alex Turner peaked with gems such as this: "I've seen him with girls of the night / And he told Roxanne to put on her red light / They're all infected but he'll be alright / Cause he's a scumbag, don't you know…"

I'm not really having that. Back when Arctic Monkeys' first couple of albums came out, he was all about bursts of observational brilliance, and the kind of one-lines to match and maybe even surpass Pete Doherty's "fewer more distressing sights than that of an Englishman in a baseball cap" bit from 'Time For Heroes'. Alex was a master at that from the off - the odd 10/20 words jumping out and smacking you right between the eyes (the Montague's and Capulet's bit in '…Dancefloor', the 'trackie bottoms' in 'A Certain Romance', 'Fluorescent Adolescent''s masterful "mecca dauber or a betting pencil?" tease). Those bits were so good that you perhaps didn't notice that the words around them were more workmanlike in comparison.

Don't get me wrong, I think his lyrics have always been top drawer. But in retrospect, when you look back at the early material you can see he's still learning his craft.

Something changed around the time of 'Suck It And See', which is stuffed full of stupidly good lyrics. It's easily one of the best break-up albums of modern times, which is saying something because I think they're the most difficult to write – it helps if you've been there, of course, and you'd have to guess Alex really has judging by his songwriting around that time.

I can think of about ten great lyrics from 'SIAS' off the top of my head right now – the Dandelion & Burdock/post mix lemonade reference in the title track. Fuck, what a line!! "Her steady hands may well have done the devil's pedicure," from '…Hellcat'. Round of applause, please. I could, and probably should, go on. But I won't – just go and listen to it. Some kid (MRpsycho) on Songmeanings.com has even written an entire play around the album's lyrics - that's how much these words mean to people.

Anyway, the album marked the point when Alex became a truly great lyricist – someone on a level with Jarvis, Nick Cave et al. The kind of guys who treat this shit as a full-time job, rather than a mere craft.

There were points along the way where you could glimpse that promise, obviously. Away from the big hits, these were often tucked away on Arctic Monkeys b-sides or album tracks - traditionally the place where bands seem to be at their most honest. Early b-side 'Despair In The Departure Lounge' is particularly beautiful, an aching, bruised ballad of what it's like to find yourself aged 19 and on an 18-month world tour while your girlfriend's stuck at home and you've only got Only Fools And Horses for company on an 11-hour flight. You can feel the heavy, heavy sadness in Alex's voice, and it's touching. The following line from that song is an acute and brave observation from someone so young and (at that point) famous:

It seems as we become the winners
You lose a bit of summat
And half wonder if you want it

It's his delivery – angry, teary – that makes it truly come alive.

The one theme that's a constant throughout all of Alex's lyrics, right from the start, is heartbreak. He's GREAT at writing rabble rousers, the kind of songs that are sinking and drowning all at once under the weight of a love that – to paraphrase him – has a tendency to buckle.

"I heard an unhappy ending, It sort of sounds like you leaving," goes 'Piledriver Waltz'. "I heard the news that you're planning, To shoot me out of a cannon".

Are you welling up yet?? You should be. How about this, from '505':

"I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon"

'The Time Has Come Again', from the Last Shadow Puppets album is another gem – it reminds me of the kind of half-poems, half-lyrics Paul Weller reels off in his more whimsical moments. Like Weller, it's unreservedly, proudly English too, which is another Alex trait. It always amuses me when people say they've 'gone American' and you hear him singing in full-on northern brogue (the use of "summat" in 'Do I Wanna Know?' being the most recent example).

Again, I could go on about the love thing here, quoting bits from 'Stuck On The Puzzle', 'Reckless Serenade', 'Cornerstone', 'That's Where You're Wrong' and more. Actually, fuck it, I will quote that last one:

"Jealously in technicolor
Fear by name, love by numbers
Streetlamp amber, wanderlust
Hide her in a blunderbuss

"She looks as if she's blowing a kiss at me
And suddenly the sky is a scissor
Sitting on the floor with a tambourine
Crushing up a bundle of love"

How good is THAT?!

I've only lived with 'AM' for a couple of months, and I only got sent the lyrics for it a matter of weeks ago, but it's definitely up there. 'Do I Wanna Know?' is sheer perfection throughout – dirty, sleazy and cool as fuck - while 'No 1 Party Anthem''s description of LA's strip bars (which are ten a penny out there) is even more spot on than it really should be…

'Arabella', meanwhile, the song about a chick Alex knows who "takes a sip of your soul" when she "wraps her lips around the Mexican coke" before making "you wish that you were the bottle", is one of his best yet, without a doubt:

"Arabella’s got some interstellagator skin boots
And a helter skelter around her little finger and I ride it endlessly
She’s got a Barbarella silver swimsuit
And when she needs a shelter from reality she takes a dip in my daydreams"

See – another rabble rouser. Long may it continue.

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