20. My Propeller: It's far from being a bad song - it's one of the most wonderfully weird and most menacing things they've done. It's just their least memorable single by far.

19. Black Treacle: It's got the cool easy-swinging rock vibe of their later work, but without the bite to make it truly superb.

18. Arabella: AM is essentially an album full of singles, so it stands to reason that this live highlight is the latest to be released. The track takes on a meaty and lean classic rock rush with choppy guitar work and a chunky rhythm section that shows clear influence from their former touring buddies The Black Keys.

17. Suck It And See: Packed with Turner's John Cooper Clarke-esque witty wordplay, this charming number sways with 1950s swing - but naturally finds itself missing from set lists to make way for their many, many finer moments.

16. Fluorescent Adolescent: Epitomising their choppy garage rock sound from the last decade, it's brilliant but hasn't aged as well as others.

15. Come Together: The biggest band in Britain covering the biggest band of all time. What's not to like? For most bands, this would be a career highlight - but Alex and co's own tracks blow this rendition out of the water.

14. One For The Road: Another highlight from an album of highlights, but one can't help but feel like 'Knee Socks' or 'Snap Out Of It' would have been a much wiser choice of single at this stage.

13. Leave Before The Lights Come On: This is a good song, you wouldn't love it if it wasn't.

12. Crying Lightning: Unfairly maligned, this track split opinion on release. It would later become known as the magic moment when the band truly spread their wings into a more psychedelic sky, but it still doesn't soar quite as high as their more iconic moments (still, ace mind).

11. Don't Sit Down 'Cause I've Moved Your Chair: Only Arctic Monkeys could make something so daft sound so awesome.

10. Brianstorm: Oof. Dem drums.

9. When The Sun Goes Down: Anyone who's been over the river going out of town in Sheffield will agree that this song is 100 per cent solid gold truth, everyone else can just agree that it's solid gold ace. From the opening chords to THAT chorus, every bar adds up to make this a bona fide modern classic.

8. Fake Tales Of San Francisco: Little did these four spotty Yorkshire lads know that a spikey number about 'weekend rockstars' playing in the toilets of Sheffield would launch them on their way to supermegastardom. All together now: "KICK ME OUT, KICK ME OUT."

7. Do I Wanna Know?: With a curled-lip snarl and a flick of his quiff, Alex Turner kicks off AM with the flick-blade bravado and a track as huge as all that followed. Awesome.

6. Cornerstone: Probably the most underrated Monkeys' single, this is the sound of Turner at his most romantic and reflective. Travelling home pissed from the pub where you love the waitress but she despises you never sounded so good.

5. The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala: Mental title, weird lyrics - utterly wicked song.

4. I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor: The song that changed everything - destined to dominate indie discos for the rest of time. "LADIIIIIIEEEES..."

3. Teddy Picker: Furious drums, relentless riffs, quickfire and wisdom-filled lyrics - this is one of the most representative Arctic Monkeys' tracks there is (and it kicks arse live)

2. Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High: There's a reason this has been covered by pretty much EVERYONE. A true highlight of AM, 'Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High' is not only a devious little earworm, but sees the Monkeys exploring a more adventurous, loose psychedelic direction, met with some of Turner's finest kitchen sink melodrama lyrics of a night out turned sour. You'll be mumbling this as you stagger home for decades to come.

1. R U Mine?: Ahead of their blistering performance at the London 2012 games, the Sons of South Yorkshire blew fans with away with this fittingly Olympian track. Racing into a heavier psychedelic rock direction, 'R U Mine' has quickly become a fan favourite. Why? Well, it's a right little beast, laden with a righteous riff and sexy QOTSA-esque groove. This is exactly what we imagine blazing through the desert on a Harley with Josh Homme sounds like. It's sheer class and the sound of a band in their prime. Phwoar.