Los Campesinos! - 5 Flucloxacillin lyrics

Five Flucloxacillin rattle in the pit of my purse Among the ones and the twos, I never finished a course Doctor said, "Don't drink on antibiotics" Reply, "It doesn't matter, hangover's always chronic anyway" A peloton of OAPs cycling up behind me Shouting, "Step up your paces, we've got places to be" A pile-on of OAPs crashing in my slipstream I turn, "Shut up your faces, I'm not your domestique" They say if they had got the victory They'd act with so much more humility They say if they had got the victory Well, I guess we'll never know Am I a piggy bank of obsolete currency? An order of merit from country known for tyranny? Another blister pack pops, but I still feel much the same Thirty-one, and depression is a young man's game Found a fiver screwed up inside a prescription receipt From the salbutamol (No, a gift from the sertraline) Hallowed be somnolence brought on by the tramadol Damned be the knowledge that's it, now you have tried 'em all A peloton of OAPs cycling up behind me Shouting, "Step up your paces, we've got places to be" A pile-on of OAPs crashing in my slipstream I turn, "Shut up your faces, I'm not your domestique" They say if they had got the victory They'd act with so much more humility They say if they had got the victory Well, I guess we'll never know Well, I guess we'll never know Well, I guess we'll never know Well, I guess we'll never know