Bloc Party. Lyrics
4. The Marshalls Are Dead
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
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