《What Death Leaves Behind》歌词

[00:00:00] What Death Leaves Behind - Los Campesinos!

[00:00:17] I was the first match struck

[00:00:19] At the first cremation,

[00:00:22] You are my shallow grave,

[00:00:24] I'll tend you as a sexton

[00:00:26] If you're the casket door

[00:00:28] That's being slammed upon me,

[00:00:30] I'll be a plague cross

[00:00:32] Painted on your naked body

[00:00:36] Well summer sighed

[00:00:38] And summoned up hail.

[00:00:40] Dirty in dish rack drips the holy grail

[00:00:45] May be heart slob but

[00:00:46] I want 'em to know,

[00:00:49] Cut and shut us like a portmanteau

[00:00:54] We sit around just spit-balling,

[00:00:58] All the witches cackle round my cauldron

[00:01:02] Recognize the lies from my poker tongue

[00:01:07] They say you and me are tautology

[00:01:12] What grows from the seeds,

[00:01:14] Can you quite believe?

[00:01:16] Through cracks come the weeds,

[00:01:18] Long time listener, first time caller,

[00:01:22] No need to remind me

[00:01:24] What death leaves behind me

[00:01:32] Why must I lie awake,

[00:01:34] From dusk until the morning,

[00:01:36] Through fear of being

[00:01:37] Impaled upon errant mattress spring?

[00:01:40] Within a waking dream

[00:01:42] I finally made my heel turn,

[00:01:45] Lived life as Super 8 when

[00:01:47] You were promised Hilton

[00:01:51] Propose me as a pardon for sins,

[00:01:54] Led on barbecue I'm burnt offerings

[00:01:59] I proof-read the Book of Job for the Lord:

[00:02:03] Edit one, League Cup 2004

[00:02:08] We, delicate as a filigree,

[00:02:12] Cleared a place for us in the chicory

[00:02:16] Colosseum blood will dry in the sun