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To Hell in a Handjob (Shucked) - Los Campesinos!
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To Hell in a Handjob (Shucked) Los Campesinos!

To Hell in a Handjob (Shucked) - Los Campesinos!
[Verse 1]
Shuck, shedding my skin
Devil's at the door and I might just let him in
Though I love them like a brother, me and my friends are sick of each other
Little to do, a positive menial attitude

[Chorus]
An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (a breaker coming)
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (an endless nothing)
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe

[Verse 2]
A dawn of colours never seen, spill like tеars at a memorial bench
A balm for you, a tribute to a guardian angеl bored to death
Moral panic breeds goose-stepping, can't just stand by rubbernecking
Malignant noise, solid gold men to Toilet Boys

[Chorus]
An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (a breaker coming)
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (an endless nothing)
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe
I said I believe!
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