| Los Campesinos! – Romance Is Boring Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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"I will bake phallic cake"? I don't know. It doesn't realllly make sense to me either, but that's what it sounds like... |
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| Los Campesinos! – In Medias Res Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Mmm. Amend that last paragraph to: I wake from sleep My head in your shoulder wet against the window A frost had FORMED, then melted Soaked me right through to my collarbone If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45 But with a lover at your side After a full and happy life Is this something that would interest you? Would this interest you at all? |
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| Los Campesinos! – In Medias Res Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Correct lyrics: But let's talk about you for a minute With the vomit in your gullet From the half bottle of vodka That we'd stolen from the optic In the backseat of your car Because it wasn't safe to start it You were far too fucked to drive Were the words that you imparted And the Waterloo dress, well it clung so tight To the contours of your body And the dead grass stuck to fibres from us Rolling in the lay-by We're past a dog head blanket That protected the bench seat cover And a crucifix was hung from rearview mirror by your mother I'm leaving my body to science Not medical, but physics Drag my corpse to the airport Lay me limp on the left wing Drop me at the highest point And trace a line around The dent I leave in the ground That'll be the initial of the one you marry Now I'm not around I flew for seven hours The sky didn't once go black I wake from sleep My head and shoulder wet against the window A frost had thawed, then melted Soaked me right through to my collarbone If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45 But with a lover at your side After a full and happy life Is this something that would interest you? Would this interest you at all? |
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