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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:09 am | |
| Lyrics to Always New Depths : All the clouds are black Mother is cried out Someone else broke my fall I don't remember Internationally bastardised Internationally tongue-tied The truth is I'm not sorry It's bigger than the both of us A pillar of salt, a box of want You were pulled out of the embers It was never my intention All the clouds are black Mother is cried out
Summertime has come and gone All used up with wishful thinking Get sussed out, get cynical In this world there are no second chances Crawling round on all fours Curl yourself into a circle I will tear myself apart If you promise to paint me As a work of art
You don't need to preach to me I'm a believer baby You don't need to preach to me I'm a believer If you want lies I can tell them If you want lies I got 'em All the pennies in the Thames Will not make it how it was
Always new depths |
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:09 am | |
| Lyrics to American Kids : In your house, your daddy's car You salt the slugs, keep at bay Happy when your eyes are closed In vogue this year I hate your kind
I just can't stop |
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:09 am | |
| Lyrics to Flux : If your right hand is causing you pain Cut it off, cut it off If your colours have started to run Let them all run, run away from you
There is lightning in this room Above our heads, waiting to strike I'm a thinker not a talker Put your faith, your faith in God
We were hoping for some romance All we found was more despair We must talk about our problems We are in a state of flux
I'd kill for an adventure Just you and I, in the Curzon Bar Dancing till we knew So all that we've learnt disappears
When you shouted at me I saw my father in the second grade Concerned and kind Yet unable to reach me
We were hoping for some romance All we found was more despair We must talk about our problems We are in a state of flux
State of flux (4 TIMES)
We need to talk (5 TIMES)
We were hoping for some romance All we found was more despair We must talk about our problems We are in a state of flux
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:09 am | |
| Lyrics to Little Thoughts : Been thinking little thoughts Keep on walking try to stay up Pay Attention to the details We go slowly, slowly down Been thinking little thoughts Keep on walking try to stay up Pay Attention to the details We go slowly, down
I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask me I'll Go back, b, b, b, Backwards
This world ain't just m, m, m, made of facts Every half hour is a countdown If it's 'cause of my age then you're a coward If it's 'cause of my age then you're a coward If it's 'cause of my age then you're a coward I haven't got the guts to stand alone
I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask me I'll Go back, b, b, b, Backwards
I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask I'll go back if you ask me I'll go back if you ask me I'LL GO BACK B, B, B, BACKWARDS!
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:10 am | |
| Lyrics to Rhododendrons : On the hottest night of the year Lying in a patch of rhododendrons
A bottle of whisky under my arm Trying to count a sky full of stars I dream of order, I dream of fleets Of Napoleon in aquamarine
He said Linus put that blanket down You've slammed your door too many times He said Linus put that blanket down The world won't wait
Boy, what you gonna do with your life?
When I was your age, I was commanding fleets When I was your age, I was soaked in victory
And now you can't keep a job and you can't keep a wife What a horrible mess you're gonna make of your life Watched way too many American films To be John Wayne, Brando or James Dean
Waiting so long for your wrists to get thick Waiting so long for the next great party So many questions, so little to say You don't need these weights
Boy, what you gonna do with your life?
So you want to be an artist, want to be a singer Want to be remembered for what you could create
So you want to be a cowboy, riding to the distance Never have to listen or answer to anyone
So you want to be a boxer, surviving on your instincts Relying on your fists and the quickness of your wit
Are you bigger than these buildings and the grey around you? Is your pain more worthy than everybody else?
Drunk again in the rhododendrons
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:10 am | |
| Lyrics to Skeleton : All my thoughts are of ice All my thoughts are of ice All my bones are so tired All my bones are so tired So young and so handsome So easily led They told me to wait I said
It makes a man out of me You take the fun out of me
And I've been consistent to the fucking dream And I've paid my dues Just to get them all back A simple man with simple desire
What should I have said? What should I have done? The horses are here The damage is done So just take off your shirt And just take off your dress We can go dancing On a Saturday
It makes a man out of me You take the fun out of me
And I've been consistent...
I'm just a skeleton
And I've been consistent...
I'm just a skeleton
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:10 am | |
| Lyrics to Storm & Stress : Promise you'll say if it gets Promise you'll say if it gets too much Don't be so scared of corners Don't be so tired of this life
You drink to laugh You drink to cry You wear me in You wear me
You really suffer for it You really suffer for your art Don't be a martyr for it Don't be a martyr for the cause Your eyes tell it Your eyes tell the truth
You drink to laugh You drink to cry You wear me in You wear me
You're not always You're not always right
A new fight for a last rite A new fight for a last rite You can fight a new fight You can fight it's alright
You're the life of the party You make my world spin around
The first time is the next time This time is the last time And this time is the last time Cos this time I will fight
You're not always right
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:10 am | |
| Lyrics to The Present : If you're cold and you're alone And he don't know where to go You can call me anytime Nothing's changed I am still here And if your running out of breath And you don't know where to go You can call me anytime Nothing's changed I am still here
With absent words and an empty mind Did our boat ever paddle out? With absent words an empty mind Am I ever on your mind? But you didn't have enough
And you don't know where to go You can call me anytime Nothing's changed I am still here And if you really wanted to go home Well know you got people to see I wish I could've given you that purse The likeness that you deserve
And they say Time is a healer Time will it pass you Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go Before but
And I stole you that ring, 'Cause I wanted you to have it And it wasn't in my dreams And I just wanted you to have it Smile, baby smile, making me come alive
And I stole you that ring, 'Cause I wanted you to have it And it wasn't in my dreams And I just wanted you to have it Smile, baby smile, making me come alive
I will wait, for you I will wait, for you I will wait, for you To come around To come around Days and weeks Days and weeks Months or years Months or years Days and weeks Days and weeks Months or years Months or years
And I stole you that ring, 'Cause I wanted you to have it And it wasn't in my dreams And I just wanted you to have it Smile, baby smile, making me come alive
And I stole you that ring, 'Cause I wanted you to have it And it wasn't in my dreams And I just wanted you to have it Smile, baby smile, making me come alive
They say time will take The pain will heal And we'll go And we'll go And we'll all see the truth
They say time will take The pain will heal And we'll go And we'll go Until we all see the truth |
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:10 am | |
| Lyrics to This Is Not A Competition : This is not a competition You will see when I am gone Can't you see that I am trying? Love fifteen; fifteen all I made a vow to carry you home If you fall sick, if you pass out I made a vow to rescue you If you're in trouble, if you flake out
If you need to ask I ache because you ache
What was it you could not tell me? Why are there cuts on your arm? What is it you run away from? Why have all the clocks stopped?
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:10 am | |
| Lyrics to Tulips : When you said tulips I knew that you're mine When I caught you there Crying in the night Wearing my jacket Wearing that smile I knew that I'd found you
This could be an opportunity
Were you unawares? Did it catch you out? Or did it break you in Right from the start? It's as pure as fire It's as pure as snow I knew that I'd found you
This could be an opportunity
If you promise to let it If you promise to let it grow
'Cos you're the one I love |
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:11 am | |
| Lyrics to Two More Years : In two more years, my sweetheart, we will see another view such longing for the past for such completion What was once golden has now turned a shade of grey I've become crueler in your presence
They say: 'be brave, there's a right way and a wrong way' This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years, there's only two more years Two more years, there's only two more years Two more years so hold on
You've cried enough this lifetime, my beloved polar bear Tears to fill a sea to drown a beacon To start anew all over, remove those scars from your arms To start anew all over more enlightened
I know, my love, this is not the only story you can tell This pain won't last for ever, this pain won't last for ever
Two more years...
You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of you You don't need to find answers
dead weights and balloons drag me to you dead weights and balloons to sleep in your arms i've become crueler since i met you i've become rougher, this world is killing me
we cover our lies with handshakes and smiles we try to remember our alibis we tell lies to our parents he hide in their rooms we bury our secrets in the garden of course we could never make this love last i said of course we could never make this love last the only love we know is love for ourselves we bury our secrets in the garden
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:11 am | |
| Lyrics to Banquet : A heart of stone, a smoking gun I can give you life, I can take it away
A heart of stone, a smoking gun I'm working it out Why'd you feel so underrated? Why'd you feel so negated?
Turning away from the light Becoming adult Turning into my soul I wanted to bite not destroy To feel her underneath Turning into my soul
She don't think straight She's got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops And you don't taste like her and you never ever will And we don't read the papers, we don't read the news Heaven's never enough, we will never be fooled
And if you feel a little left behind I will see you on the other side
Cos I'm on fire I'm on fire when you come
I'm on fire so stub me out
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:12 am | |
| Lyrics to Staying Fat : I rely on (bitter cold) I depend on (artic snow) A pair of trainers (I've got mine) Could make a God of the two of us (I want yours)
I exist on (apropos) I insist on (arctic snow) A change of clothing (will fill the void) Could lift us into fidelity (will suck you in)
The sound keeps you hemmed to the past The walls are coming in again The streets grid alone from the door You gotta spin the fucking treadle...
I rely on (bitter cold) I depend on (arctic snow) The manmade fibres (I've got mine) That are the stuff of my birthright (I want yours)
I decide on (apropos) I retreat from (arctic snow) The dregs of discourse (will fill the void) For a new world order (will suck you in)
The sound keeps you hemmed to the past The walls are coming in again The streets grid alone from the door You gotta spin the fucking treadle... In a pile of days between no oceans All the kids are rioting There's no art in a broken head All the kids are staying fat
And I'm air-kissing, back-slapping Check the body for valuables It's called progress Come on pilgrim sing to the pyres It's called progress If they want to kill themselves Then buy them the gowns It's called progress
Progress
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:12 am | |
| Lyrics to She's Hearing Voices : She's hearing voices call her She's hearing voices warn her She just can't sleep in her bed She just can't sleep She's falling down the stairs She's tearing out her hair She's screaming my name, in the night To keep her warm
She got a red pill blue pill Red pill blue pill Red pill blue pill Red pill blue pill Milk of amnesia
She's scared of the blacks And she's scared of the Jews She is walking around She is yesterday's news And she screams out my name In the dead of the night She is leaving my room She is crying on her side Walking on eggshells Walking on glass Burnt by the mirror Burnt by the light Feeling rejection I'll burn down your house Tearing down posters I was never alive
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Posts: 76942 Join date: 2009-10-13 Age: 20 Location: On Highway 55, six feet under, where no one can find her.
 | Subject: Re: Bloc Party Sat Jan 22, 2011 2:12 am | |
| Lyrics to The Marshals Are Dead : Attention Unbelievers Fashion victims Opportunists Blood sport Cop killer Don't trust art Don't trust culture
Cancel your thoughts out forever Milk it and strain it to residue An insult that dilates forever Passing from history that's made from arrangements Of tannoys and cordons in symmetry That cancel forever
Forever
Spring breaks in ranks and in boulevards A country that grows us But cannot contain us
A curse on your houses Rivers run with your sons' blood No case for extenuation All the marshals are dead
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