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Bloc Party. Lyrics

19. Rhododendrons



On the hottest night of the year
Lying in a patch of rhododendrons 

A bottle of whiskey 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? [x4]

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? [x4]

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 [x8]


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