Los Campesinos! — Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown # 1 lyrics

Lyrics

Ooooh, ahhhh
Ooooh, ahhhh
I restored your mother’s faith in men whilst boring you to death
Left nothing more than a circle of stubble rash around your chest
My life was saved by a packet of nineteen cigarettes
Carried in my left breast pocket for a closest friend
A sleeping bag on the floor twists hips like buffalo horns
They said, «That boy is too lazy», you were clearly forewarned
A jealous ex silenced the room, he said that you were a whore
«Do you kiss your mummy’s lips with that mouth?»
Ooooh, ahhhh
Ooooh, ahhhh
She imagined everything I said in falsetto
The only way to justify my childish despair
I spent my last six-fifty in a public phone box
Graffitied genitalia from the ceiling to the floor
Played reckless, rapid like a fruit machine
I see gargoyles in the floral of the duvet cover
You see melodrama move from one sentence to the other
And many years practice of speaking in hushed tones