Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks, artist - Los Campesinos!. Date of issue: 17.02.2008
Song language: English
Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks |
| When the smaller picture is the same as the bigger picture |
| You know that you’re fucked |
| When you’re trading paper cuts for splinters |
| You’re out of luck |
| Like sharks don’t sleep |
| And I don’t take my eyes off you |
| The architecture’s shit |
| And my cheeks are all ruddy and bruised |
| And it hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Trading paper cuts for splinters) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| And sweet dreams, sweet cheeks |
| Oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow |
| All these mercy killings have got my conscience spinning over |
| We’ve paid off the judges and we’re taking advantage |
| And the building’s ornate but it’s lacking in soul and character |
| Pleading our defense in binary and smiley apology montage |
| We’re burning five story buildings laying man traps at the fire exits |
| Like dignity is equal to desperation and self-effacement |
| Playing feedback over Tannoy systems, you look desperate, you look pathetic |
| We’re holding on to our own grandeur with careful compliment placement |
| And it hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Trading paper cuts for splinters) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| It hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| It hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Trading paper cuts for splinters) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| And sweet dreams, sweet cheeks |
| Oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow |
| And it hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Trading paper cuts for splinters) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| It hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| It hits as hard as a blow to the head |
| (Trading paper cuts for splinters) |
| Or a smash to the skull, or a knee to your chest |
| And sweet dreams, sweet cheeks |
| Oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow, oh, tomorrow |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |
| One blink for «Yes», two blinks for «No» |
| Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone |