BLOC PARTY. FOUR
So He Begins To Lie 3x 3 Octopus Real Talk Kettling Day Four Coliseum V.A.L.I.S. Team A Truth The Healing We’re Not Good People Black Crown
Bloc Party is: Russell Lissack Gordon Moakes Kele Okereke and Matt Tong.
‘Four’ was recorded at Stratosphere Sound, New York, Winter 2011-Spring 2012 and mixed at Spin Studios, New York. Produced, engineered and mixed by Alex Newport. Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York. Recording assistant and additional engineering: Atsuo Matsumoto. Mix assistant: Alex Prieto. All songs written and performed by Bloc Party and published by EMI Music Publishing Ltd. Strings on ‘Day Four’, ‘The Healing’ and ‘Truth’: Cello - Marika Hughes; Violin - Forest Christenson. Additional vocals on ‘Truth’: Karen Piper.
Artwork by Bloc Party. Photography by Yuki Shingai. Bloc Party are managed worldwide by Tony Perrin and Simon White for UNITED. www.blocparty.com
So He Begins To Lie
3x 3
Octopus
The camera’s watching He takes a breath Even though that they know That he knows That they’re on to him He don’t break a sweat, no
Three times three First cut first Pierce the skin It binds us Spit cum blood Liquid wax No one loves you As much as us
It hid and it hid in his bedroom Psycho killer teen dream action film Gonna show you how we get down In my hood
It grows and grows and grows Inside of him There’s nothing there All along he knows Those mirrors started to lie to him His reflection faded The crowd are waiting He takes the stage Cross his heart, hand on heart, open heart That he’s gone legit He was never there, no As easy as closing his eyes So he begins to lie The camera’s watching The camera’s watching him lie
By all in me that’s holy By all in me that’s blessed I made to you a promise That this is forever and ever Amen Three times three Lose all fear Let the flames Dry those tears It takes hurt To be pure Now you’re one of You’re one of us No means no No/Yes No Yes…
Bubbling bubbling cheap champagne Leyendecker hole wrecker feel no pain Lying face down when I swing your way And what? What's my name, what's my name? Mary Anna said it's a no-go She don't feel like, she don't think so I don't know why I feel like crying Well come on, come on Say come on, come on They ran and they ran from his classroom Roll another 40, make them scream Gonna show you how we do things In my hood Tripping and a-tripping, erase all tapes John Wayne, Rob Roy feel no pain This is the point where you look the other way You done Lost your mind
Real Talk
Kettling
Day Four
Can we get real for a moment? You’re my one and only friend
We smash the window Popo don’t fuck around As their cameras take pictures of us We just laugh We laugh
It’s in the trees It’s in the leaves This time I know That I’ll stay clean
Watch the sunset from your sedan Let your hand rest on mine I’ve lived in every town But here is where I find home My mind is open And my body is yours Show me the sign Please I was so sure, I was faulty And not able to love But then you crept up on me While I was dreaming Whispered love into my ear If you’re tired I can drive us We can go back To my place My mind is open And my body is yours Show me the sign Please
Because they can’t stop this We can feel it in our bones The future’s ours, yes it is We can feel it in our bones We drop the lighter into the gas If the whole world is watching us Let them watch us Let them watch They can’t stop this We can feel it in our bones The future’s ours, yes it is We can feel it in our bones
Anything it gives Anything it gives it will take back The city’s here for you My light burns low And I know it’s running out They say stay brave But I know it will return I’ve felt death Rising from me From my fingers And out my mouth If you’re ever lonely If you are alone stay that way The city’s here for you My light burns low And I know it’s running out They say stay brave But I know it will return On the fourth day On day four
Coliseum
V.A.L.I.S.
Team A
Got nightmare walking on two legs There’s a word for people like us Can’t shake the feeling We’re moving backwards History repeating itself
When in motion World is frozen Talks in circles and Greek He’s into epiphany He’s into philosophy He’s into methyl amphetamines He’s into science But he’s lost his way He’s not the real me, but I can hear I can hear, I can hear him From my future
How many times do I have to tell you? That these are my things Been running your mouth But people been listening If you wanna throw down We can go downtime Any time, any damn time Any time of the week
Ain’t got time to prove Why even bother? Just ignore the signs Ain’t got time to lose Can’t change the drama In time you’ll see The empire never ended McSweeney draws first blood Teeth hit the floor Fingers twitch on the remote The crowd want more more more They’re waiting for the ground and pound To turn his face into raw meat Little Johnny turns to mommy “This is is what I want to be...” Because Pain is hopeful Pain is holy Pain is healthy Pain heals
Show, show, show show me You gotta show me the way Past and present Are superimposed He has seen this before He’s into conspiracy He’s into theophany He’s into phenomenology He’s into deeds He don’t mix his words He’s not the real me, but I can hear I can hear, I can hear him From my future Show, show, show show me You gotta show me the way
See I know that you’re hating Anticipating a breakthrough I been there, done that, over with Ain’t nothing you can teach me Ain’t got no time for Le Baron Ain’t got no time for The Alibi No we ain’t cool boy, don’t even try I’m going to ruin your life See we ain’t at school, snitches get stitches You might be fast boy but I’m faster than you So let’s make this clear, no misunderstandings Better watch where you’re walking and watch what you say Any time, any damn time, any time of the week Ain’t got no time for Yo Yo, ain’t got no time for The Groucho No we ain’t cool and you don’t even know I’m going to ruin your life
Truth
The Healing
We’re Not Good People
Black Crown
It was the truth That fell from these lips It blinded us And then the darkness left
Calm down, let the world spin round There ain’t no other place to be Take this lifeline Skin tears But the flesh will weave Back together again Only scars now
Think fast boy, think on your feet If you don’t know it now you never will You’re so young to be so heavy Rip off the seal and let me school you
Because it’s the rules Teacher said to boy Not my rules he says, no
I am yours now Respectfully I am yours now Truthfully It burnt the stain Left on my mind Our hearts they beat A quarter tone apart I am yours now Respectfully Why can’t I do it? You complete me Our kind is hard to find And if it will be It will be with you I am yours now Respectfully I am yours now Truthfully
Go easy, just be As life gets longer Got all the time you need Stay with me my dear As life gets harder Whatever strikes, you’ll heal You will heal Breathe out, let it come around Let your colours return Turn a corner Every time he barks Just shut the devil out Let these arms embrace You know I’m down You will heal
You see angels melt when they touch the ground You see you’re not dumb, you’re just not aligned Because you could be the one percent If you wanna We’re not good people This is a warning If God is God then why is he secret? Today’s the day you’ve been set free They might claim the best things are hidden But I was here, you came to me With these five lines you will be reborn A superman or maybe a jock You can crush the whole world in your hand If you wanna We’ve got the doorway We’ve got the hallway You can’t restore yourself We’re not good people This is a warning
Talking in Ebonics Talking in italics Talking talking talking talking Just remember That you wear a crown Oh-oh oh-oh Because it’s the rules Policeman said to boy Not my rules he said, no Who will love the prophet? Who will love the madman? Who will love the genius child? Just remember... Angela Davis Charlie Parker Cassius Clay Not my rules they said No, no, no Not my rules they said No
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