Feast of Tongues
Los Campesinos!
Love lies bleeding in dead bouquet
Dread the dripping years and wish away each day
Swear I'd live through all of your nightmares
If it meant that I could sleep okay
She says the body is keeping score
Lost in sudden death, she can't take it no more
And if laughter's the medicine we need
Then this misery is therapy
I want the trust of every animal
Gonna bay for the blood of those that are hurting ya
When the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers
We will feast on the tongues of the last bootlickers
Love lies bleeding's a sobriquet
As the petals fall the pet names do the same
Keep a list of what ails me
Tare to the elderly skeleton inside my frame
Time will come when we know that we oughta
Drive to the horizon of American Water
Bankrupt, a frozen donation thermometer
Grab you by the hips and say
It's you that I'm grateful for
And I want the trust of every animal
Gonna bay for the blood of those that are hurting ya
When the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers
We will feast on the tongues of the last bootlickers
To the tune of the National Anthem
Of a country that didn't survive
In a language I'd learned and forgotten
I'll stay home, keep the garden alive
And I want the trust of every animal
Gonna bay for the blood of those that are hurting ya
When the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers
We will feast on the tongues of the last bootlickers
To the tune of the National Anthem
Of a country that didn't survive
In a language I'd learned and forgotten
I'll stay home, keep the garden alive