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Bloc Party
Bloc Party


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Откуда London, England
Жанры Alternative Rock
Alternative Dance
Post-punk Revival
Indie Rock
Годы 2003—2009
Лейблы Atlantic Records
Wichita Recordings
См. также Kele Okereke
Pin Me Down
Сайт Website
Состав
Kele Okereke
Russell Lissack
Gordon Moakes
Matt Tong



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Альбом Bloc Party


Intimacy (28.10.2008)
28.10.2008
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Talons (exclusive CD track)
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Letter To My Son (exclusive CD track)
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Your Visits Are Getting Shorter (exclusive CD track)
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War, war, war, war!
I want to declare a war
My fist breaks
Your repulsive nose
There are other things my hands can do
To create or to destroy
Any gods and goddesses
First person singular
Set it, set it, set it off!

War, war, war, war!
Keep the ?
Manmade natural disaster
Blocking out all of the sun
Superman and ?
Speed! Agility! Super strength!
Wipe the blood off those knuckles
Spark him
Give me...

War, war, war, war!
I want to declare a war
?
That when we ride
We don't stop for nobody
The Africans and the Bengalis
? or the rude boys
Reebok, Nike, Adidas, Puma
This shit is long!

It's all getting (it's all getting)
Quite highly charged (quite highly charged)
Get out of the way (get out of the way)
Or get fucked up (or get fucked up)

We dance to the sound of sirens

And to think that these hands
Could not warm things with their touch
?
In '98

We dance to the sound of sirens
We dance to the sound

. . .


My Mercury's in retrograde
My Mercury's in retrograde
Merc-Merc-Mercury's in retrograde
My Mercury's in retrograde

Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury Merc-Merc-Mercury's in
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde

This is not the time, the time to start a new love
This is not the time, the time to sign a lease
Try not to worry about what's forgotten
Try not to worry about what's being missed

Scars on my shins, scars on my knuckles
Today I woke up in the basketball court
John Joe's in Sydney and he ain't returning
I'm sitting in Soho trying to stay drunk

In any part of the world
From Silver Lake to Williamsburg
You can pick another stranger
And fall in love

Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde

This is not the time, the time to start a new love
This is not the time, the time to sign a lease
Try not to worry about what's forgotten
Try not to worry about what's being missed

Bleeding gums and v-veins protruding
You try to hate all of your clothes
The Mayor's in L.A. and she ain't returning
I'm sleeping with people I don't even like

In any part of the world
From Silver Lake to Williamsburg
You can pick another stranger
And fall in love

Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde

When I saw you last night, I wanted to say,
"?Run away with me, away from the cynics
That this could be the start of something truly real"
But all that I could say was, "?hey",
Was, "hey", was, "hey", was, "?hey"

Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury Mercu-Mercury's in
Mercury's in retrograde
Mercury's in retrograde

My Mercury's in retrograde
My Mercury's in retrograde
Merc-Merc-Mercury's in retrograde
My Mercury's in retrograde

. . .


It was your hair that did it
It was your hair that lit the fuse
A golden-brown halo
Like sunlight peeling through trees

I ask you for the time
But I am asking for so much more
A moth to your light bulb
You made my heart beat faster

Paralyse me with your kiss
Wipe those dirty hands on me
Maybe we're looking for the same thing
Maybe you're the one who'll complete me

Oh how beauteous
Your lips and eyes and your fingertips
The spark of desire
On every point our bodies meet

Behind your eyes were stars
Infinite and serene
How I could suffer for you
You fascinate and magnetise me

Paralyse me with your kiss
Wipe those dirty hands on me
Maybe we're looking for the same thing
Maybe you're the one who'll complete me

Sometimes I think
I was thrown away
In this sadness
To weigh me down

Paralyse me with your kiss
Wipe those dirty hands on me
Maybe we're looking for the same thing
Maybe you're the one who'll complete me

. . .


I'm not doing it (this) alone
I'm not doing, I'm not doing this alone

For my sweetheart the melancholic
You have crossed the River Styx
And the waves have taken you away

As I lay my head on your chest
I can hear it in your veins
Wake me up when you come to bed

So tough it out
Biko tough it out
Biko tough it out
This world isn't kind to little things

I'm not doing this alone

Was my love not strong enough to
Bring you back from the dead
If I could eat your cancer I would but I can't

I'm not doing this alone

So I've been writing these songs for you
To steal you from your grave
We can dance in a front row again

So tough it out
Biko tough it out
Biko tough it out
I need you to be strong for us

So tough it out
Biko tough it out
Biko tough it out
This world isn't kind to little things

I'm not doing this alone

Don't you know that when you stand
You stand up for the both of us
Remember that when the darkness looms

I'm not doing this alone

Every tear you shed is cleansing
Taking the pain away from you
I left you blue gris in the fridge
The little thing that I can do

So tough it out
That I can do it
Biko tough it out
That I can do
Biko tough it out
I need you to be strong for us
So tough it out
Biko tough it out
Biko tough it out
This world isn't kind to little things

I'm not doing this alone

Bruises!

So tough it out
Bruises
Biko tough it out
Bruises
Biko tough it out
Bruises
I need you to be strong for us
Bruises
So tough it out
Bruises
Biko tough it out
Bruises
Biko tough it out
Bruises
This world isn't kind to little things
Bruises

I'm not doing this alone
I'm not doing
I'm not doing this alone

. . .


You used to take your watch off before we made love
You didn't want to share our time with anyone
You used to close your eyes when we kissed goodbye
You didn't want to see me draped in sadness

And now there's nothing here, now there's nothing here at all
In the loft conversion ?
And now there's nothing here, now there's nothing here at all
You were here, I was here, there was something real here
I know there was

You know I still adore you
But in a different kind of way
You know I still adore you
But things have gotten vain
Baby I don't ask for much
But things have ?, oh
You know I still adore you
But things have kinda changed

To think I laughed at you for how you saw the world
For all that empty space inside your heart
I have to cling to things now, the ? cigarettes
Forever trying to find you on the lips of someone else

You know I still adore you
But in a different kind of way
You know I still adore you
But things have gotten vain
Baby I don't ask for much
But things have ?, oh
You know I still adore you
But things have kinda changed

Just take me back
To the start
When our earthquake
It was just cracks
You must ask yourself
Every day

. . .


Two ravens in the old oak tree and
One for you and one for me and
Bluebells in the late December
I see signs there all the time
The last time we slept together
There was something that was not there
You never wanted to alarm me
But I’m the one that’s drowning now

I could sleep forever these days
Cause in my dreams I see you again
But this time fleshed out for the face
Any conformation .....
It was so like you to visit me to
Let me know you were ok
It was so like you to visit me
Always worried about someone else

At your funeral I will say loud, say loud
Say loud, say loud, say
In your life you were a.....
Statue, statue

I see signs that all the time
That you’re not dead you’re sleeping
I believe in anything
That brings you back home to me

. . .


Well there was seven years between us
Seems that all my friends were right
That we can’t survive on your bedroom eyes
And a Spanish guitar

When we started this it was paradise
Not just Bethnal green
And it's just not right this waiting game
Making a cuckold of me

I can be as cruel as you
Fighting fire with firewood
I can be as cruel as you
Fighting lies with lies
(If you need time)

And it’s just not like me to lash out
But, enough is enough
Tell me what the others can do
That I cant

Translucent and sun-bleached skin, yeah
When did you get so L.A.?
How can you desert me after
What we’ve been through?

Stuck on a dreamland
Somewhere is better
You’ll be the one missing out

I can be as cruel as you
Fighting fire with firewood
I can be as cruel as you
Fighting lies with lies
(If you need time)

I can be as cruel as you
Fighting fire with firewood
(If you need time)
I can be as cruel as you
Fighting lies with lies
(If you need time, time, time, time, time, time)

I can be as cruel as you
Fighting fire with firewood
I can be as cruel as you
Fighting lies with lies
(If you need time)

I can be as cruel as you
Fighting fire with firewood
(If you need time)
I can be as cruel as you
Fighting lies with lies

I can be as cruel as you
Fighting fire with firewood
I can be as cruel as you
Fighting lies with lies…

. . .


Backwards, forwards but making no ground at all
Standing in the city with the clocks counting words
And your face is still wet from the night before
As your tears hit the ground blue flowers spring from them

Baby I’m ashamed of the things I put you through
Baby I’m ashamed of the man I was for you

And all you said, in your quietest voice was
“I needed you as much as they do”
And all you said, in your quietest voice was
“I needed you as much as they do”

How fast must we
Run before we can just take off in flight
How far must we
Run before they do not recognize us

So let’s take this from the start
You’ll be me and I’ll be you
And let’s try not to complain about
Your smoking and my distant heart
And my distant heart
And my distant heart

And all you said in your quietest voice was
“I needed you as much as they do”
And all you said, in your quietest voice was
“I needed you as much as they do”

And all you said in your quietest voice was
“I needed you as much as they do”
And all you said, in your quietest voice was
“I needed you as much as they do”

. . .


And in the dark it comes for me
Malevolent and without thought
Uprooting trees, destroying cars
Cold and relentless, with arms outstretched

No boat nor brick
Nor crucifix can hold it back
I’ve been wicked
I’ve been arrogant

And when it comes it will feel like a kiss (Silent about it)
And when it comes it will feel like a kiss
And I cannot say that I was not warned or was misled
And when it comes it will feel like a kiss

Awaken from dreams of drunken car crashes
You saddened my friends and claimed all my lovers
I tried to stay still, so it will not see
Its talons rake the side of my face

When did you become such a slut?

And when it comes it will feel like a kiss (Silent about it)
And when it comes it will feel like a kiss
And I cannot say that I was not warned or was misled
And when it comes it will feel like a kiss

And I didn’t think I’d catch fire when I held my hand to the flame
And I didn’t think it would catch up as fast as I could have run
Fate came a knocking when I was looking the other way
A new disease came in the post for me today

And when it comes it will feel like a kiss
And when it comes it will feel like a kiss
And when it comes
And when it comes
And when it comes
And when it comes it will feel like a kiss

. . .


What's with all this doom and gloom?
You used to be such (such a laugh)
It's only sin, original sin

Corinthians (15:22)
Never been a big fan of fits
But I'm growing so fond of you

You get sadder the smarter you get
And it's a bore
You get sadder the smarter you get
And it's a bore

Truth is truth
I ain't no bohemian

Much too, much too safe
Much too, much too typical
Much too, much too typical
Much too, much too

You can use your hands for something else
Ill take you further than the scholars had
Put down your books and ?
Heaven is here, where it needs to be

You get sadder the smarter you get
And it's a bore
You get sadder the smarter you get
And it's a bore

And there was a time before we were born
When we stood in the garden
If this won't last I'll turn you on
Well, I've got enough for the both of us
The both of us
The both of us

And there was a time before we were born
When we stood in the garden
If this won't last I'll turn you on
Well, I've got enough for the both of us
The both of us

. . .


Ion square, ?
I breathe out, you breathe in
Permanent midnight
Hour alone, an hour alone (?)

How we've come to depend
On each other to the end
The space between us has disappeared
You finish my, you finish my words for me

I remember how it began
So many great days in a row
Barefoot on Bishopsgate
Trying to find Blake's grave

If it could stay like this in a silver foil
Trapped in amber for a ?
Permanent midnight
Hour alone, hour alone (?)

I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart

Who said unbroken happiness
Is a bore, is a bore?
Who said it, my love? I don't mind it
Anymore, anymore

And I reach out a hand over your side of the bed
Pull that blanket over your shoulders exposed to the night
And the hunger of those early years will never return
But I don't mind, I don't mind

'Cause I love my mind when I'm fucking you
Slowed down to a crawl
Years of crying and the bread line
Not at all did ?

So let's stay in, let the sofa be our car
Let's stay in, let the TV be our stars
I found my dancing shoes but they don't fit
All the bright lights do is bore me
They bore me

I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart

. . .


I found myself at the point where we kissed first
On a rooftop overlooking the East London mosque

They said, they said, they said, they said
"You can't go around breaking young girls' hearts"
I say, I say, I say, I say
Keep it casual, easy ...

And you looked so right in that red dress

Oh how I'd love to be a rock for you
To be anything you could rely on

So I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
But I'll get caught out
So we'll try, we'll try, we'll try, we'll try
But we forget the lines, forget the lines

And you looked so ... in the back of the car
Like you could start a hundred wars

See what trouble we could both cause
By the bedroom door, the kitchen floor
I tried, I tried, I tried
...
To be the father to a son
I tried, I tried, I tried

Forgive me ...

. . .


I can see it in your eyes now, you have come to resent me
Condescension in the silence
Your fingers are tired girl, how they falter against my thigh
Your kisses are pining for the lips of someone else

Your visits getting shorter
Your heart is getting further from me
Your touch is getting colder
Always somewhere you need to be

Boys in blue blazers, boys ...
Boys in your maths class who'll do anything you ask

You're pulling the trigger and the gun is in my mouth
A subtle annoyance laced with disgust
When you get older and those boys grow tired of you
You can come find me, I can never hate you

Your visits getting shorter...

Boys on your left side, boys on your right
Boys by your locker who'll do anything you ask

Let's spend the whole day in bed then
'Cause if we don't you'll want to, want to leave
I try to hold something I can
I try to hold something I can never keep

Your visits getting shorter...

Boys on your left side...

. . .


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