Los Campesinos - Glue me

^G#The clouds salivating, dr^Bbmooling from the sky at the th^F#ought of the trouble to wreak ^G#'til lightning breached their bellies, Cae^Bbmsarean section washes pig^F#ment from every street G# Bbm (C#) F# And it's high tide, as the sewers rise, and the drains have become obsolete G# Bbm (C#) F# Seems there's no place in this town, for something as pure as you seem

^G#I'm diving into headers, ^Bbmput this pretty face where the b^F#oots are flying in ^G#Been bobbing rotten apples, ^Bbmwater to my waist, in a s^F#hark-infested bin ^G#People laugh, they will call it folly, but ^Bbmwe connected like a Ye^F#boah volley ^G#I'm totting up my worth in stamps, but d^Bbmoing it in se^F#cond class

I h^C#eard that it h^Bbmurts, and I s^C#aid, oh

^G#Two wrists, two wrist watches, ^Bbmtick-tick-tocking, second h^F#ands slightly out of time ^G#A constant subtle reminder, ^Bbmone of us will be gone before b^F#ells of the other chime ^G#I requested a room with a view, in the m^Bbmiddle of a war be^F#tween me and you And l^G#eave with all the dignity of a m^Bbmissed Pan^C#enka pe^F#nalty

I h^C#eard that it h^Bbmurts, and I s^C#aid I'll be g^Bbmloomy 'til they g^Flue me in the a^F#rms of she who loves me She s^C#miled at a ^Bbmjoke, but I s^Faid I'll be g^Bbmloomy 'til they g^Flue me in the a^F#rms of she who loves me 'til the ^Bbmrats and worms are a^Fll interned at l^F#east 5 feet above me

^G#Draw me like one of your fence, girls, s^Bbmtood erect as a post, h^F#ead to toe in creosote ^G#We're blocking out all the lapsed-punks, l^Bbmisten them piss and moan, cou^F#nting out major notes ^G#Banned from every bar in town, s^Bbmnooker balls a w^F#eapon made ^G#Snooker cue held upside down, pr^Bbmopelled like helico^F#pter blade

I h^C#eard that it h^Bbmurts, and I s^C#aid I'll be g^Bbmloomy 'til they g^Flue me in the a^F#rms of she who loves me She s^C#miled at a ^Bbmjoke, but I s^Faid I'll be g^Bbmloomy 'til they g^Flue me in the a^F#rms of she who loves me 'til the ^Bbmrats and worms are a^Fll interned at l^F#east 5 feet above me I'll be g^Bbmloomy 'til they g^Flue me in the a^F#rms of she who loves me 'til the ^Bbmrats and worms are a^Fll interned at l^F#east 5 feet above me

The cr^G#owds celebrating, dr^Bbmooling from each side with the th^F#ought of the trouble to wreak ^G#And you hear them singing, in e^Bbmvery room, from nu^F#rsery to tomb G# (fade out) Ex-boyfriend give us a song, ex-boyfriend, boyfriend give us a song