Los Campesinos

Renato Dall'Ara (2008)
Turn up pissed up, a pariah, uninvited to his alldayer His new girlfriend works the door there, he does not intend to pay her Pictured reading Karl Marx beside his parents' pool, facing ridicule he bleated: “that doesn't make me rich, no way, it's only outdoor and it isn't heated” Renato Dall'Ara, living off 2008 Renato Dall'Ara, once up then back down again All I want tonight is a friend and a fight Say it to my face if it satiates your appetite Daddy came out of retirement, he took a hobby as a PCSO Let me level this as an indictment: only a part-time grass, but a full-time asshole They would play my requests at the guestlist's behest, any disco all across town But things change, now Stella's a lager and boy she is always downed 14 hands upon the paddle, seven asses sitting side saddle Renato Dall'Ara, living off 2008 Renato Dall'Ara, once up then back down again All I want tonight is a friend and a fight Say it to my face if it satiates your appetite 2–OH-OH-OH-A-N-D-E-I-G-H-T Aus Songtexte Mania