Bloc Party Lyrics
"The Answer"

/ 5
0 reviewers
Do you like this song?
(click stars to rate)
save!
my lyricsbox
Feeding the five thousand was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts and it takes devotion
And so tired of standing up and so tired of drawing breath
And 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
Life as a billboard

And 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

If 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