Renato Dall'Ara (2008)

Los Campesinos!

Compositor: Gareth David / Tom Broley

Turn up pissed up, a pariah
Uninvited to his all-dayer
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
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 guest list’s behest
Any disco all across town
But things change, now Stella’s a lager
And boy, she's always downed

Fourteen hands upon the paddle
Seven asses sitting sidesaddle

Renato Dall’Ara, living off 2008
Renato Dall’Ara, once up then back down again
(Two, O-O-O, A-N-D, E-I-G-H-T)
All I want tonight is a friend and a fight
Say it to my face if it satiates your appetite
(Two, O-O-O, A-N-D, E-I-G-H-T)
All I want tonight is a friend and a fight
Say it to my face if it satiates your appetite