Sad Suppers

Los Campesinos!

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    Don't call it a come-on
    In spite if not because of whatever
    If extent of my ambition
    Is a lawn to mow, a charger to tether
    Introed at the braggers' amnesty
    The greatest lover in the cloisters
    When the neutrals started cheering me
    That is the moment that they lost us

    Never once a miser with the misery
    Clever compromise, I replant potted history
    You can't eat from spinning plates
    Can't lick clean the mess it makes
    Seen all there is to be shown
    Darling, I'm coming home
    Still flutters pitter-patter
    Feeling embittered, battered
    Behold the once and future me
    Sad suppers for the saudaddy

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    Frogmarch through the city
    Ascend another synthetic summit
    Until I see the route crows fly to you
    Then I will want no part of it
    Save your epiphanies for sea level
    Save them for Broadsands
    Save them for throwing out time at Scribes West
    Save them for chucking up in your own hands

    Never once a miser with the misery
    Clever compromise, I replant potted history
    You can't eat from spinning plates
    Can't lick clean the mess it makes
    Seen all there is to be shown
    Darling, I'm coming home
    Still flutters pitter-patter
    Feeling embittered, battered
    Behold the once and future me
    Sad suppers for the saudaddy

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    Composición: Gareth David y Tom Broley

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