Los Campesinos! - Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

When the smaller picture is the same as the bigger picture
You know that you're fucked
When you're trading paper cuts for splinters
You're out of luck

Like sharks don't sleep
And I don't take my eyes off you
The architecture's shit
And my cheeks are all ruddy and bruised

And it hits as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
(Trading paper cuts for splinters)
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
Oh tomorrow oh tomorrow oh tomorrow

All these mercy killings have got my conscience spinning over
(We've paid off the judges and we're taking advantage)
And the building's ornate but it's lacking in soul and character
(Pleading our defense in binary and smiley apology montage)
We're burning five story buildings laying man traps at the fire exits
(Like dignity is equal to desperation and self-effacement)
Playing feedback over tan oi systems you look desperate, you look pathetic
(We're holding on to our own grandeur with careful compliment placement)


And it hits as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
(Trading paper cuts for splinters)
It hits as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
(Sweet dreams sweet cheeks oh tomorrow oh tomorrow)
It hits as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
(Trading paper cuts for splinters)
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
Oh tomorrow oh tomorrow oh tomorrow

One blink for yes, two blinks for no
Sweet dreams sweet cheeks we leave alone