作词 : Dave Bayley/Florence Welch

作曲 : Dave Bayley/Florence Welch

I thought that I was hungry for blood

Maybe I'm just hungry for love

Tear from a woman on the shore

You prairie ghost on a cottage hall

Oh, the mermaids have sharp teeth

Razor blades all in your feet

England is only ever grey or green

The girls glitter striding glorious and coatless in the rain

I remember fallin' through these streets

Somewhat out of place, if not for the drunkenness

It makes my chest hurt to think of it

Not of regret, but of missing that

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful oblivion

It was not all pain and pavement slick with rain

And shinin' under lights from shitty clubs and doing shitty drugs

And huggin' girls that smelled like Britney Spears and coconuts

And with your mermaid hair and your teeth so sharp

You crawled from the sea to break that sailor's heart

You only get one night up on the shore

So dance like you've never danced before

And the dance floor is filling up with blood

But, oh, Lord, you've never been so in love

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful oblivion

And mermaids, they come once a year

They climb the struts of Brighton Pier

They come to drink, they come to dance

To sacrifice a human heart

And the world is so much wilder than you think

You haven't seen nothin' 'til you seen an English girl drink

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful oblivion

Cheerful obliv