We Throw Parties, You Throw Knives
When you play pass the parcel with human bodyparts,
Somebody might get head but someone will get hurt
And I sing what you like,
If you shout it straight back at me
There's red stains all over the place
They're not blood, they're cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It's only the same if the fizzy drinks are nice
It's brilliant you care so much about things
But you left talcum powder all over the bathroom
And yeah it's great - you can blow smoke rings
But you wont get to taste her lips if you do get to kiss her
And it's your party but I'll die if I want to, I'll die if I want to
There's red stains all over the place
They're not blood, they're cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It's only the same if the fizzy drinks are nice
The music was okay, but the fresh air was better
And I couldn't tell if the singer's keyboard was a crutch or a synthesizer
But it sounded like it had broken a limb,
Each and every time he pushed the key down or in
There's red stains all over the place
They're not blood, they're cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It's only the same if the fizzy drinks are nice
There's red stains all over the place
They're not blood, they're cherryade
We throw parties, you throw knives
It's all the same if the fizzy drinks are nice
Team Campesinos, Trick or Treating
On the driveway in the middle of August
One of us dressed as a zombie
One of us dressed as a pirate
One of us dressed as a ninja
Four of us dressed as school girls
And I'm staring you straight in the eyes,
I'm shaking my head and I'm staring you straight in your eyes
