Los Campesinos! - Baby I Got the d**h Rattle lyrics

We burnt all the skin From the palm of my hands With an old zippo lighter And deodorant can I went to the palmist And asked her to read No heart line, No sun line No life line, No need. Said all that I wanted was a quiet life Not one predetermined by minuscule slices Into my flesh and the broad she agreed One look in my sad eyes She had to concede "Baby... the girdle of venus got me Got me down on my knees. And baby... baby I got the d**h rattle and You're six months old sh-shakin' me." Traced my right index finger 'long the roof of every car On the walk back to your house In the cold from City Arms In the frost I drew a dick For every girl that wouldn't f** me Woke early the next morning to see The frost had bitten me My blisters black and touch cold Like a cute stuffed toy bear's nose The kind of gift I'd give you Like a less committed Van Gogh And you, you are an angel That's why you pray And I am an a** And that's why I bray Your halo slipped to frame you Like a photo, a porthole window I see blood spill in the pure snow You see sweet sauce on ice-cream cones And you, you are an angel That's why you pray And I am an a** And that's why I bray If you were tomorrow I'd be today And this is the end (I'm serious, so listen up) Baby I got the d**h rattle And baby I got it bad I've been digging my grave For quite some time When I'm not digging up the past And I chewed my only necktie From the metal frame of my bed Where I tied your wrists together Spent all night givin' Not headstone But headboard Is where I want to be mourned