Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baby I Got the Death Rattle, artist - Los Campesinos!.
Date of issue: 13.11.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Baby I Got the Death Rattle |
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 |