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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Intro
Am, C
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I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip
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I said oeyou ve taken the diet too far you have got to let it slip
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But she s not eating again she s not eating again
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she s not eating again she s not eating again
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I ask her to speak French and then I need her to translate
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I get the feeling she makes the meaning more significant
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She was always far too pretty for me to believe in a single
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word she said believe a word she said
Am, C
Am
At fourteen her mother died in a routine operation
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from allergic reaction to a general anesthetic
Am
She spent the rest of her teens experimenting with prescriptions
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in a futile attempt to know more than the doctors
Am C
She said one day to leave her sand up to her shoulders waiting for the tide
Am
to drag her to the ocean to another sea s shore
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This thing hurts like hell
Am
but what did you expect
C
Am C
And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart
Am C
And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course
Am C
But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me
Am
Five hundred behind
C
A thousand years in perfect symmetry
Am, C
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Best known left wrist right finger through all the Southern States on
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every video games machine they call her triple A
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There were racists on the radio trying to give up smoking
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the chat show host he joked oeyou have to wait for the government program
Am
You talk about your politics and I wonder if you could be one of them but
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you could never kiss a Tory boy without wanting to cut off your tongue again
Am
A good place to look to the future is when you are sat at the sea with the
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salt up to your ankles and a view of the end of the pier you may
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look down at your model s feet and wish that you d just float away and the
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weather here is overcast and the sea is the same shade of grey so the
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landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world but to the
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left side and the right side either way is a crazy golf course
Am C
The sea is a good place to think of the future
Am C
And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart
Am C
And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course
Am C
But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me
Am
Five hundred behind
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A thousand years in perfect symmetry
Am
A thousand years no getting rid of me
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A thousand years in perfect symmetry
Am C until end
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