All Your Kayfabe Friends
Los Campesinos!
We Are Beautiful, We Are Doomed (2008)

Word is you slept in a weird position and your back and your shoulders are aching.
I say my stomach is chewing its way out from the inside 'cause I've gone three days now without eating
I died
on a cross
trainer,
getting in shape for you.
I fell
at the first
hurdle,
you tell me I always do.
You asked if I'd be anyone from history, fact or fiction, dead or alive:
I said, "I'd be Tony Cascarino, circa 1995".

We're feeling so much more content knowing where our allegiances lie.
Since our kayfabe friends have upped and left, you and I.

The time we spent around each others' waists,
the time spent expressing my distaste.
With my eyes on a lightbulb I choose to keep your birthday present for myself.
Blow candles, your ill health.
I'm being paid