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Bloc Party - Song For Clay (disappear Here) Bloc Party - Song For Clay (disappear Here) |
| I am trying to be heroic
In an age of modernity
I am trying to be heroic
Because all around me history sings
So I enjoyed and I devoured
Flesh and wine and luxury
But in my heart
I am lukewarm
Nothing ever really touches me
At Les Trois Garcons
We meet at precisely 9 o'clock
I order the foie gras
And I eat it with complete disdain
Bubbles rise in champagne flutes
But when we kiss, I feel nothing
Feasting on sleeping pills
And Marlboro Reds
(So busy won't save you)
Oh how our parents
They suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80s never happened
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway
Disappear here
Stroll the pier
Into the magazine launch party
I am handed a pill
And I swallow with complete disdain
Kick-drum bangs off the high-hat
Remember to look bored
We suck each others' faces
And make sure we are noticed
(Cocaine won't save you)
Because East London is a vampire
It sucks the joy right out of me
How we long for corruption in these golden years
Oh how our parents
They suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80s never happened
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway
Disappear here [x4]
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