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
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What Death Leaves Behind - Los Campesinos!
Tabbed my Damsk1849
It's easiest to play it when tuned down a half step,
i.E. Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb,
but I'll just tell you the chords and you can experiment for yourself!
Intro
Eb Gm F x4
Verse
Bb F Gm Eb
I was the first match struck at the first cremation,
Bb F Gm Eb
you are my shallow grave, I'll tend you as a sexton
Bb F Gm Eb
If you're the casket door that's being slammed upon me,
Bb F Gm Eb
I'll be a plague cross painted on your naked body
Bb
Well summer sighed and summoned up hail.
F Gm
Dirty dish rack drips the holy grail
(Gm)
May be heartslob but I want 'em to know,
Eb Bb
cut and shut us like a portmanteau
(Bb) F
We sit around jus' spitballin',
(F) Gm
all the witches cackle round my cauldron
(Gm) Eb
Recognise the lies from my poker tongue
(Eb) Gm
is it true...?
Chorus
F Eb
They say you and me
(Eb)
are tautology
Gm F
What grows from the seeds,
Eb
can you quite believe?
Gm F
through cracks come the weeds,
Eb
Long time listener,
Gm F
first time caller,
Eb
no need to remind me
Gm F
What death leaves behind me
Bb
Verse
Bb F Gm Eb
Why must I lie awake, from dust until the morning,
Bb F Gm Eb
through fear of bein' impaled upon errant mattress spring?
Bb F Gm Eb
Within a waking dream I finally made my heel turn,
Bb F Gm Eb
lived life as Super 8 when you were promised Hilton
Bb
Propose me as a pardon for sins,
F Gm
led on barbecue I'm burnt offerings
(Gm) Eb
I proof-read the Book of Job for the Lord:
(Eb) Bb
edit one, League Cup 2004
(Bb) F
We, delicate as a filigree,
(F) Gm
cleared a place for us in the chicory
(Gm) Eb
Colosseum blood will dry in the sun
(Eb) Gm
is it true...?
Chorus
F Eb
They say you and me
(Eb)
are tautology
Gm F
What grows from the seeds,
Eb
can you quite believe?
Gm F
through cracks come the weeds,
Eb
Long time listener,
Gm F
first time caller,
Eb
no need to remind me
Gm F
What death leaves behind me
Bb
Bb F Gm Eb
We tread it carefully, we feel around in kid-gloves
Bb F Gm Eb
What death will leave behind, death will leave behind love
Bb F Gm Eb
We will flower again, I have surely seen it
Bb F Gm
WE WILL FLOWER AGAIN
F Eb
They say you and me
(Eb)
are tautology
Gm F
What grows from the seeds,
Eb
can you quite believe?
Gm F
through cracks come the weeds,
Eb
Long time listener,
Gm F
first time caller,
Eb
no need to remind me
Gm F
What death leaves behind me
Bb
Tabbed my Damsk1849
It's easiest to play it when tuned down a half step,
i.E. Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb,
but I'll just tell you the chords and you can experiment for yourself!
Intro
Eb Gm F x4
Verse
Bb F Gm Eb
I was the first match struck at the first cremation,
Bb F Gm Eb
you are my shallow grave, I'll tend you as a sexton
Bb F Gm Eb
If you're the casket door that's being slammed upon me,
Bb F Gm Eb
I'll be a plague cross painted on your naked body
Bb
Well summer sighed and summoned up hail.
F Gm
Dirty dish rack drips the holy grail
(Gm)
May be heartslob but I want 'em to know,
Eb Bb
cut and shut us like a portmanteau
(Bb) F
We sit around jus' spitballin',
(F) Gm
all the witches cackle round my cauldron
(Gm) Eb
Recognise the lies from my poker tongue
(Eb) Gm
is it true...?
Chorus
F Eb
They say you and me
(Eb)
are tautology
Gm F
What grows from the seeds,
Eb
can you quite believe?
Gm F
through cracks come the weeds,
Eb
Long time listener,
Gm F
first time caller,
Eb
no need to remind me
Gm F
What death leaves behind me
Bb
Verse
Bb F Gm Eb
Why must I lie awake, from dust until the morning,
Bb F Gm Eb
through fear of bein' impaled upon errant mattress spring?
Bb F Gm Eb
Within a waking dream I finally made my heel turn,
Bb F Gm Eb
lived life as Super 8 when you were promised Hilton
Bb
Propose me as a pardon for sins,
F Gm
led on barbecue I'm burnt offerings
(Gm) Eb
I proof-read the Book of Job for the Lord:
(Eb) Bb
edit one, League Cup 2004
(Bb) F
We, delicate as a filigree,
(F) Gm
cleared a place for us in the chicory
(Gm) Eb
Colosseum blood will dry in the sun
(Eb) Gm
is it true...?
Chorus
F Eb
They say you and me
(Eb)
are tautology
Gm F
What grows from the seeds,
Eb
can you quite believe?
Gm F
through cracks come the weeds,
Eb
Long time listener,
Gm F
first time caller,
Eb
no need to remind me
Gm F
What death leaves behind me
Bb
Bb F Gm Eb
We tread it carefully, we feel around in kid-gloves
Bb F Gm Eb
What death will leave behind, death will leave behind love
Bb F Gm Eb
We will flower again, I have surely seen it
Bb F Gm
WE WILL FLOWER AGAIN
F Eb
They say you and me
(Eb)
are tautology
Gm F
What grows from the seeds,
Eb
can you quite believe?
Gm F
through cracks come the weeds,
Eb
Long time listener,
Gm F
first time caller,
Eb
no need to remind me
Gm F
What death leaves behind me
Bb
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