Don’t Tell Me to Do the Math(s) Los Campesinos!

[Verse 1: Gareth, Aleks & Los Campesinos!]
You know that we could sell your magazines
If only you would give your life to literature, just don't read Jane Eyre
Work on your algebra and stand out in the rain
And give yourself to simple pleasures but never play card games
Meanwhile, back at home, not in communist Russia
Well, only on my headphones
We plot our march onto the town hall
And if we'd take prisoners or simply simper at those fools

[Chorus: Aleks, Aleks & Gareth]
Please don't tell me to do the math
Please don't tell me to do the math

[Verse 2: Gareth, Aleks & Los Campesinos!]
Tonight we're gonna smash this place up
And then we're gonna deck it out with fairy lights 'til we are content
And then we'll maybe drown in Dewey decimals
But leave our shoes outside the door 'cause that was the point
All of us at home with the moon
Pouring through the curtains, working on our attitude
Towards the second-hand book shop employees
Reading the inscriptions that were never meant for their eyes

[Chorus: Aleks, Aleks & Gareth]
Please don't tell me to do the math
Please don't tell me to do the math