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Bloc Party
THE MARSHALLS ARE DEAD
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THE MARSHALLS ARE DEAD,
Bloc Party
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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 (forever) to residue
an insult that dilates forever... (forever)
passing from history that's made from arrangements
of cordons and tannoys (forever) in symmetry
that cancel forever... (forever)
A curse on your houses
rivers run with your sons' blood
no case for extenuation
all the marshals are dead, dead, dead, dead!
Cancel your thoughts out forever
milk it and strain it (forever) to residue
an insult that dilates forever... (forever)
passing from history that's made from arrangements
of cordons and tannoys (forever) in symmetry
that cancel forever (oh, forever)
Spring breaks in ranks and in boulevards
a country that grows us
but cannot contain us
[guitar solo]
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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 (forever) to residue an insult that dilates forever... (forever) passing from history that's made from arrangements of cordons and tannoys (forever) in symmetry that cancel forever... (forever) A curse on your houses rivers run with your sons' blood no case for extenuation all the marshals are dead, dead, dead, dead! Cancel your thoughts out forever milk it and strain it (forever) to residue an insult that dilates forever... (forever) passing from history that's made from arrangements of cordons and tannoys (forever) in symmetry that cancel forever (oh, forever) Spring breaks in ranks and in boulevards a country that grows us but cannot contain us [guitar solo]
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