Тексты песен «Los Campesinos!»

[Verse 1:] Little mouth, little doubts And now your spittle's sowing the seeds We should be led in flower bed Not in your headspace pulling up weeds Dirty hands, the offer stands Leant on two crutches bowed at the...

Go, breathe easy Your hands will remain empty When you have stopped clutching at straws Clean two bad memories, forget all the insufferable bores No one matters, no one matters, no one cares He whispered, oh my God...

You said, send me stationary to make me horny So I always write you letters in multicolors Decorating envelopes for foreplay Damn extended metaphors, I get carried away On the back of a natural disaster, fixed with...

Just like when we were seventeen We said wed move to Malta, claim nationality And now that we are twenty-three Days tethered to the running track Evenings chained to the dish rack I'm called up to the Maltese national...

Darling, I'm with St. Bernards And we're scouring the Alps and the Andes And if they die then it is on my head They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne to my bed You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking still...

I think we need more post-coital and less post-rock Feels like the build up takes forever but you never get me off You pull your dress over your face and I stare down towards my chest Chastise both our greasy hair,...

When the smaller picture is the same as the bigger picture you know that you're fucked And you're trading paper cuts for splinters you're out of luck Like sharks don't sleep and I don't take my eyes off...

I bet you twenty pounds if you knew ten years ago how pretty you'd turn out then you'd never have gotten your ears pierced, but I never got my ears pierced and look how I turned out, and the last time that you tried...

I bet you twenty pounds if you knew ten years ago How pretty you'd turn out then You'd never have gotten your ears pierced But I never got my ears pierced and look how I turned out And the last time that you tried...

I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip I said, "You've taken the diet too far, you've got to let it slip" But she's not eating again, she's not eating again She's not eating again, she's not...

You glug and you glug Salt water from sandcastle bucket You glug and you glug And the tide turns in your stomach, splash your shoes You complain the tap water runs solid white You dangle fishing line for crabs But...

I hate the stench of coffee on your breath And I hate to feel it's warmth against my neck And what right do you have to have nightmares about me When all I wanted was to sleep We have to take the car 'cause the bike's...

I hate the stench of coffee on your breath And I hate to feel it's warmth against my neck And what right do you have to have nightmares about me When all I wanted was to sleep We have to take the car 'cause the bike's...

You asked if you could see me Before I went to Spain You didn't give a reason, Didn't know what you would say But I was hoping that my breath on your face Would blow every last thing into place The bed spread...

Think it's fair to say that I chose hopelessness And inflicted it on the rest of us But at least I've come to terms with my own mortality We search for different ways To make it through the wall Resign our parents'...

I was sick in my mouth because of the fear Of the scent of the next girlfriend And there were conversations About what Breakfast Club character you'd be I'd be the one that dies, no one dies Well then what's the point?...

By the light of the LED display of the VCR recorder You kiss my neck, I whisper in your ear This is my downfall as you squint and you grimace We both know your heart's not in it In the glow of a thousand fireflies in a...

And the dashboard assembled Descending height order Half a decade of father's day It's another thought for another passed on Puppy eyes, nasty reaction Doe eyes, you're kidding yourself I learnt remedial Spanish from a...

When you play pass the parcel with human body parts, somebody might get head but someone will get hurt, And I'll sing what you like, if you shout it straight back at me There's red stains all over the place, but...

I was the first match struck at the first cremation, You are my shallow grave, I'll tend you as a sexton If you're the casket door that's being slammed upon me, I'll be a plague cross painted on your naked body Well...