Baby I Got the Death Rattle - Los Campesinos!

We burnt all the skin from the palm of my hands

With an old Zippo lighter and deodorant can

I went to the palmist and asked her to read

No heart line, no sun line, no life line, no need

Said, «All that I wanted was a quiet life

Not one predetermined by minuscule slices

Into my flesh», and the broad, she agreed

One look in my sad eyes, she had to concede

Baby, the girdle of Venus got me

Got me down on my knees

And baby, baby, I got the death rattle

And you’re six months old sh-shakin' me

Traced my right index finger 'long the roof of every car

On the walk back to your house in the cold from City Arms

In the frost, I drew a dick for every girl that wouldn’t fuck me

Woke early the next morning to see the frost had bitten me

My blisters black and touch cold

Like a cute stuffed toy bear’s nose

The kind of gift I’d give you, like a less committed Van Gogh

And you, you are an angel, that’s why you pray

And I am an ass, and that’s why I bray

Your halo slipped to frame you like a photo, a porthole window

I see blood spill in the pure snow

You see sweet sauce on ice-cream cones

And you, you are an angel, that’s why you pray

And I am an ass, and that’s why I bray

If you were tomorrow, I’d be today

And this is the end

(I'm serious, so listen now)

Baby, I got the death rattle, and baby, I got it bad

I’ve been digging my grave for quite some time

When I’m not digging up the past

And I chewed my only necktie

From the metal frame of my bed

Where I tied your wrists together

Spent all night givin' (Oh, you get the message though)

Not headstone, but headboard

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone, but headboard

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone, but headboard

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone, but headboard

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone (not headstone), but headboard (but headboard)

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone (not headstone), but headboard (but headboard)

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone (not headstone), but headboard (but headboard)

Is where I want to be mourned

Not headstone (not headstone), but headboard (but headboard)

Is where I want to be mourned