Los Campesinos! – Clown Blood Or Orpheus Bobbing Head (Guitar)

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Entry of the Gladiators' tinnitus plays in my skull

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Climb the Anhedonian Mountains just to circle the plughole

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It's with regret I am succumbing to nostalgia

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Been thinking 'bout you on that Lanzarote lounger

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God only knows why, she's worrying, worrying about me

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God only knows I am scurrilously making this about me

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It's not as if I want her to, I want for nothing

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Each evening, morning, afternoon, I want for nothing

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Saw your Bundesliga boy in A&E

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Blues and twos from Leisure Leagues, my bildungsroman reads

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You cannot call whitewash a rivalry

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Drown him in a deep dish pizza, kiss the last breath from his cheeks

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Gets the Clown Blood pumping, way more bitter than the taste is

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She fucks to cum, I drink to be drunk, and both of us are wasted

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(Can we all calm the fuck down?)

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Parasocial puppet master, every sucker in between

      E             G#m           E        B    G#m
Sacrificial Muppet pastor, to a thousand needy teens

                E            G#m              E   B
My voice moved Hades so, he extinguished the fire

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 I'm who they mean when they proclaim the boy's a lyre

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 God only knows why she's worrying, worrying about me

           A          E           G#m                C#m
God only knows I am scurrilously making this about me

      A           E             G#m            C#m
It's not as if I want her to, I want for nothing

      A                 E           G#m          C#m
Each evening, morning, afternoon, I want for nothing

   A      E                 G#m       C#m
Orpheus' head bobs in the ocean (yeah yeah yeah)

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I admit it takes one to know one (yeah yeah yeah)

    A          E           G#m
Orpheus' head bobs in the ocean

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And another one

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And another one

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And another one

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And another one