Relentless snare thwaps; a bass-line melody that would fit in an Eighties goth-pop tune. Enter Win Butler: "The businessmen drink my blood/Like the kids in art school said they would," Butler croons. (Damn you, art-school kids: always right!) But then Butler sings, "You say, 'Can we still be friends?' " and a postgrad panic attack is twined with sweet heartache while synths conjure a time-bomb ticking. It's a glass-half-full take on dissatisfaction and the catchiest track yet from the forthcoming album.