Few songs in history make better use of a triangle than “Flathead” by The Fratellis. And the video — oh, the video!

This track can be found on Costello Music, released Sept. 11, 2006.

Lyrics

Well
Just because she feeds me well
And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
Doesn’t mean she’s got eyes for me
She might just want my bones you see

Hey flathead dont you get mean
She’s the second best killer that I ever have seen
They don’t come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to

It’s just so wrong so very nice
And I told you once and you killed me twice
I saw you one time at the back of the club
Chewing on glass and a ticket stub

I heard they kicked the boy ’till he bled
Then stood and said oh my god till she said
bara bap bara ra ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra ra…

Well
Everybody knows you’re the one to call
When the girls get ugly round the back of the wall
Josephine says you got a bleedin nose
So taking it with her wherever she goes

Hey flathead don’t check me in
Well hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
They don’t come much more slick than you
I’d drive your car if you asked me to

Said the boy’s not right in the head
So he stood and got a kickin instead till she said
bara bap bara ra ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra ra…

Bap ba da da do

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

And she said the boy’s not right in the head
Then I stood and said oh my god till she said

(clapping)

Bara bap ba ra ra ra bara bap ba ra ra ra ra…