Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hate for the Island , by - Los Campesinos!. Release date: 13.11.2011
Song language: English
Hate for the Island |
| We straddled your windowpane |
| (Smoked the last) |
| Of the weed that sent you insane |
| In a public loo |
| In a borough of London |
| That I won’t mention |
| You phoned me in Minnesota |
| Said you had a vital question |
| (And as we smoked) |
| You feared you neighbours might see |
| (We watched a fox) |
| Rip out the contents of each |
| Bin-bag that lined the road |
| And then you turned to see me mouth |
| «Those entrails are how I’ll feel |
| When you decide to leave me.» |
| Now I’ve a whole lot of hate for the island |
| Since your friends buried you down there |
| Six feet deep beneath the sand |
| But at least I know we’ll never be |
| That far now from each other |
| Just a couple hundred feet either side of sea level |
| It’s no lie if the waters rose |
| And drowned that place from coast to coast |
| You wouldn’t see this smile leave |
| My face for all eternity. |