To Hell in a Handjob

Album cover art for "To Hell in a Handjob" by Los Campesinos!

Los Campesinos! - Rock

To Hell in a Handjob

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[Verse 1] Shuck, shedding my skin Devil's at the door and I might just let him in Though I love them like a brother, me and my friends are sick of each other Little to do, a positive menial attitude [Chorus] An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (a breaker coming) The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (an endless nothing) We're waiting at a waning precipice now There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves I believe [Verse 2] A dawn of colours never seen, spill like tears at a memorial bench A balm for you, a tribute to a guardian angel bored to death Moral panic breeds goose-stepping, can't just stand by rubbernecking Malignant noise, solid gold men to Toilet Boys [Chorus] An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (a breaker coming) The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (an endless nothing) We're waiting at a waning precipice now There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves I believe I said I believe! [Bridge: Gareth, Kim] There's grief within my flesh and bones Cut me, watch the sorrow flow Floating in the flood now Floating in the flood now One thousand memes I sent to you, emoji reacted to This is all we've got now This is all we've got now [Chorus] An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (I see a breaker coming) The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (into an endless nothing) We're waiting at a waning precipice now There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves I believe [Verse 3] There, but for the grace of God, we all go to Hell in a handjob Undeserved last minute winner, we're into town without our dinner Mortal joy, so close to Heaven If I'm first punch, you're two to seven

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Credits

Writers
  • Gareth David
  • Tom Bromley