ฟังเพลงGlue Me

Glue Me - Los Campesinos!

The clouds salivating

Drooling from the sky at the thought of the trouble to wreak

'Til lightning breached their bellies

Caesarean section washes pigment from every street

And it's high tide, as the sewers rise

And the drains have become obsolete

Seems there's no place in this town

For something as pure as you seem

I'm diving into headers

Put this pretty face where the boots are flying in

Been bobbing rotten apples, water to my waist

In a shark-infested bin

People laugh, they will call it folly

But we connected like a Yeboah volley

I'm totting up my worth in stamps

But doing in second class

I heard that it hurts, and I said

Two wrists, two wrist watches, tick-tick-tocking

Second hands slightly out of time

A constant subtle reminder

One of us will be gone before bells of the other chime

I requested a room with a view

In the middle of a war between me and you

And leave with all the dignity of missed Panenka penalty

I heard that it hurts, and I said

I'll be gloomy

'Til they glue me in the arms of she who loves me

She smiled at a joke, but I said

I'll be gloomy

'Til they glue me in the arms of she who loves me

'Til the rats and worms are all interned

At least five feet above we

Draw me like one of your fence, girls

Stood erect as a post, head to toe in creosote

We're blocking out all the lapsed-punks

Listen them piss and moan, counting out major notes

Banned from every bar in town, snooker balls a weapon made

Snooker cue held upside down, propelled like helicopter blade

I heard that it hurts, and I said

I'll be gloomy

'Til they glue me in the arms of she who loves me

She smiled at a joke, but I said

I'll be gloomy

'Til they glue me in the arms of she who loves me

'Til the rats and worms are all interned

At least five feet above we

I'll be gloomy

'Til they glue me in the arms of she who loves me

'Til the rats and worms are all interned

At least five feet above we

The crowds celebrating

Drooling from each side with the thought of the trouble to wreak

And you hear them singing

In every room, from nursery to tomb

Ex-boyfriend give us a song

Ex-boyfriend, boyfriend give us a song

Ex-boyfriend give us a song

Ex-boyfriend, boyfriend give us a song