Bloc Party - The Answer lyrics
[Bloc Party - The Answer lyrics]
Feeding the five thousand
Was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts
And it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up
And so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map
And it's your turn to drop the soap and
We got pretty, pretty boys sucking on a cola
Money to burn, money to burn (Money to burn)
We got rules to protect you
Isaac and Ishmael
The magazine says it's okay
A life as a billboard
And if you are the answer
We are going straight to hell
Grown in a parental fugue
(And I know, and I know, and I know
And I know) weight loss in self-respect
(We'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll fatigue
We'll sprint slow)
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
(And we fought, and we fought, and we fought
And we fought) a new way into a lost answer
(We fought for you)
You could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
Feeding the five thousand
Was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts
And it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up
And so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map
And it's your turn to drop the soap and
Grown in a parental fugue
(And I know, and I know, and I know
And I know) weight loss in self-respect
(We'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll fatigue
We'll sprint slow)
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
(And we fought, and we fought, and we fought
And we fought) a new way into a lost answer
(We fought for you)
Was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts
And it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up
And so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map
And it's your turn to drop the soap and
We got pretty, pretty boys sucking on a cola
Money to burn, money to burn (Money to burn)
We got rules to protect you
Isaac and Ishmael
The magazine says it's okay
A life as a billboard
And if you are the answer
We are going straight to hell
Grown in a parental fugue
(And I know, and I know, and I know
And I know) weight loss in self-respect
(We'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll fatigue
We'll sprint slow)
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
(And we fought, and we fought, and we fought
And we fought) a new way into a lost answer
(We fought for you)
You could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
And you could talk a little less
Feeding the five thousand
Was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts
And it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up
And so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map
And it's your turn to drop the soap and
Grown in a parental fugue
(And I know, and I know, and I know
And I know) weight loss in self-respect
(We'll fatigue, we'll fatigue, we'll fatigue
We'll sprint slow)
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
(And we fought, and we fought, and we fought
And we fought) a new way into a lost answer
(We fought for you)