Staying Fat Lyrics – Bloc Party

I rely on (bitter cold)
I depend on (arctic 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 dread or...

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 dread or...
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

She's Hearing Voices Lyrics – Bloc Party

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

The Marshalls Are Dead Lyrics – Bloc Party

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 cordons and tannoys 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

The Answer lyrics - bloc party

Feeding the five thousand was not done with prayers alone
It takes blood and guts and it takes devotion
So tired of standing up and so tired of drawing breath
It's your turn to take the map and it's your turn to drop the soap

Pretty pretty boys sucking on a cola
Money to burn, money to burn, money to burn
We got rules to protect us
Isaac and Ishmael
The magazine says it's okay
Life as a billboard

If you are the answer
We are going straight to hell

Grown in a parental fugue
Weight loss in self respect
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
A new way into a lost answer

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One More Chance lyrics - bloc party

[x2]
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
To love you

[Pre-chorus:]
So open the door and come down
Can't you see that I'm trying?
Don't say another word about the other boy
Can't you see that I'm dying?

[Chorus:]
This time things will be different
And you're gonna see
This time things will be different
Are you gonna see?
See...
These hands will become unwrapped
You love their touch again
This time things will be different
And you're gonna see
See...

[x2]
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
To love you

[Pre-chorus]
[Chorus]

One more chance
Give me one more chance
One more chance
Give me one more chance
To love you

[Chorus]

See...
See...