Los Campesinos! - No Tetris lyrics

Maybe it was the bitter cold Or the lingering of the fumes from the paint Or the fact that the music was just a worse version of the last year's You said the future's bright I said the future's dour You know there's always French kisses if the bullet misses But there's always witness protection to look forward to I've got infinite lives (You've got way too much free time) I've got infinite lives But you don't have a tetris (Cut up your eye through your scalp Perfect weather for a hanging It's the perfect weather for a hanging) I've got infinite lives (You've got way too much free time) Well I've got infinite lives But you don't have a tetris (Cut up your eye through your scalp Perfect weather for a hanging It's the perfect weather for a hanging) Told you the same story twice that night And I don't think you were listening either time Cause the first, you were reading your book And the second, you had gone home And I beat my high-score twice that night One thousand, two hundred and sixty-three lines And the first time you were reading your book And the second, you had gone home Matched shoes at dinner again tonight D'ya want it? D'ya want it, want it?