A Portrait of the Trequartista as a Young Man

[Verse 1: Gareth]
Now is time to take recourse, to drag my bones from 'neath his corpse
Retract the blade within his heart, inscribe our initials in the bark
Of every tree in every woods, in ink red blood, can you imagine?
While wearing his head as a hood, I'd take life for a crime of passion

[Chorus: Gareth & Tom]
Lies told, lies told, lies told, lies told

[Verse 2: Gareth & Tom]
Darling, if I had the choice, I'd excavate his throat of voice
And corrugate his vocal chords to play a tune to please the Lord
Make him recite this murder ballad, a sombre tune told by a bore
Pump blood around the limp and pallid, harmonising as you snored

[Chorus: Gareth & Tom]
Lies told, lies told, lies told, lies told
Lies told, lies told, lies told, lies told

[Bridge: Gareth, Gareth & Tom]
One day when I'm older, I'll write it all down
A portrait of the trequartista as a young man
(Lies told)

[Outro: Los Campesinos!, Gareth, Gareth & Tom]
We all know we're gonna die
We're a speck of dust in a bad god's eye
He rubs us clean, but love is blind
A balloon artist kisses porcupine
We all know we're gonna die (We all know we're gonna die)
We're a speck of dust in a bad god's eye (We're a speck of dust in a bad god's eye)
He rubs us clean, but love is blind (He rubs us clean, but love is blind)
A balloon artist kisses porcupine (A balloon artist kisses porcupine)
We all know we're gonna die
We're a speck of dust in a bad god's eye
He rubs us clean, but love is blind
A balloon artist kisses porcupine