Biography:
Los Campesinos! are an indie rock band which formed in Cardiff, Wales, United Kingdom in 2006. The band's current lineup consists of Gareth Campesinos! (vocals, glockenspiel, keyboards), Kim Campesinos! (vocals, keyboards), Tom Campesinos! (guitar, vocals, keyboards), Neil Campesinos! (guitar), Rob Campesinos! (vocals, guitar, keyboards, glockenspiel, percussion), Matt Campesinos! (bass) and Jason Campesinos! (drums). The band has released six albums since their formation: "Hold On Now, Youngster.
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Other songs:
- Heart Swells/pacific Daylight Time
- Knee Deep At Atp
- The Sea Is A Good Place To Think Of The Future
- You! Me! Dancing!
- 5 Flucloxacillin
- A Litany Heart Swells
- A Portrait Of The Trequartista As A Young Man
- A Slow Slow Death
- As Lucerne The Low
- Avocado Baby
- Baby I Got The Death Rattle
- Broken Heartbeats Sound Like Break Beats
- By Your Hand
- Cemetery Gaits
- Coda A Burn Scar In The Shape Of The Sooner State
- Drop It Doe Eyes
- Fall Of Home
- For Flotsam
- For Whom The Belly Tolls
- Four Seasons
- Glue Me
- Got Stendhals
- Hate For The Island
- Hello Sadness
- Hung Empty
- I Broke Up In Amarante
- I Just Sighed I Just Sighed Just So You Know
- In Medias Res
- It Started With A Mixx
- Its Never That Easy Though Is It Song For The Other Kurt
- Letters From Me To Charlotte
- Life Is A Long Time
- Miserabilia
- My Year In Lists
- Renato Dallara
- Romance Is Boring
- Sad Suppers
- Selling Rope Swan Dive To Estuary
- She Crows Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown 4
- Songs About Your Girlfriend
- Sweet Dreams Sweet Cheeks
- The Time Before The Last Time
- This Is A Flag There Is No Wind
- Tiptoe Through The True Bits
- To The Boneyard
- To Tundra
- Too Many Flesh Suppers
- We Are All Accelerated Readers
- What Death Leaves Behind
- When Christmas Comes
- Who Fell Asleep In
- Yr Boyfriend
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[INTRO]
Bb Dm C F x4
[Verse 1]
Bb Dm F C
May I have a moment please, before the guillotine, to lament on her wet hair
Bb Dm F C
Tousled over her left shoulder wearing a Corfu t-shirt she took as her nightwear
Bb Dm F C
I could slip on my own salt sobs seeking the cold embrace of the fridge freezer aisle
Bb Dm F C
Catwalk into the dog pound, now with my flesh wounds dressed to spring-summer style
[Chorus]
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
[Verse 2]
Bb Dm F C
There is beauty in the world, I've been told by people I've nothing but trust in
Bb Dm F C
Piled up with the cotton buds, among the toothpicks, inside the dark of the dustbin
Bb Dm F C
Waited outside of "Jersey Boys" for what seemed like a year, a life lived in the vestibule
Bb Dm F C
Scout yourself as a one-man team, you're a one club man denied a testimonial
[Bridge]
Gm F
(No knot in the waistband)
F
Persuade me to give up and leave quietly
Gm F
(No reason to grandstand)
F
File me alongside the obscene
Gm
It's 7:20 Monday morning
F
I look to the man with no suit for a warning
Gm
If open to reason/collusion
F
May the way that I go be regrettable, gruesome
C Bb Dm C F
In exchange for one thing: "I beg do not take me today"
F Bb Dm C F
Babbling "please let me stay"
[Chorus]
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For whom the belly tolls
Bb Dm C F x4
[Verse 1]
Bb Dm F C
May I have a moment please, before the guillotine, to lament on her wet hair
Bb Dm F C
Tousled over her left shoulder wearing a Corfu t-shirt she took as her nightwear
Bb Dm F C
I could slip on my own salt sobs seeking the cold embrace of the fridge freezer aisle
Bb Dm F C
Catwalk into the dog pound, now with my flesh wounds dressed to spring-summer style
[Chorus]
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
[Verse 2]
Bb Dm F C
There is beauty in the world, I've been told by people I've nothing but trust in
Bb Dm F C
Piled up with the cotton buds, among the toothpicks, inside the dark of the dustbin
Bb Dm F C
Waited outside of "Jersey Boys" for what seemed like a year, a life lived in the vestibule
Bb Dm F C
Scout yourself as a one-man team, you're a one club man denied a testimonial
[Bridge]
Gm F
(No knot in the waistband)
F
Persuade me to give up and leave quietly
Gm F
(No reason to grandstand)
F
File me alongside the obscene
Gm
It's 7:20 Monday morning
F
I look to the man with no suit for a warning
Gm
If open to reason/collusion
F
May the way that I go be regrettable, gruesome
C Bb Dm C F
In exchange for one thing: "I beg do not take me today"
F Bb Dm C F
Babbling "please let me stay"
[Chorus]
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
F C
For whom the belly tolls
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