Bloc Party - Silent Alarm Lyrics
Like Eating Glass
It's so cold in this house
Open mouth swallowing us
The children staying home from school
Will not stop crying
And I know that you're busy too
I know that you care
You got your finger on the pulse
You got your eyes everywhere
And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls
And you haven't got the time to remember how it was
It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this house
I can't eat, I can't sleep
I can't sleep, I can't dream
An aversion to light
Got a fear of the ocean
Like drinking poison, like eating glass
It's so cold in this house
Come and show me how it was
We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the walls again
We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the furniture
We've got crosses on our eyes
For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse
We've got crosses on our eyes
We've been walking into the furniture
Writer: Russell Lissack, Gordon Moakes, Kele Okereke, Matt Tong
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Helicopter
North to south
Empty
Running on
Bravado
As if to say, as if to say
As if to say, he doesn't like chocolate
He's born a liar, he'll die a liar
Some things will never be different
Stop being so American
There's a time and there's a place
So James Dean
So blue jeans
Gonna save the world
He's gonna
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Three out of five, three out of five (it's not enough)
Six out of ten
Better luck next time
Just like his Dad, just like his Dad (the same mistakes)
Some things will never be different
Hungry and dumb, hungry and dumb (so wait in line)
Queuing up for some more junk food
It's not my fault, it's not my fault (just this once)
They're getting so much younger
Why can't you be more European
Bastard child of guilt and shame
Bury your head in the sand
I'm thinking six, six, six
I'm thinking six
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Are you hoping for a miracle?
Are you hoping for a miracle?
It's not enough.
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Positive Tension
He said you're just as boring as everyone else
When you tut and you moan
And you squeal and you squelch
He said that you're just as boring as everyone else
Nothing ever happens
Things replace things
Days replace days
Things replace things
She said I'm going use my teeth and my claws
She said I'm going use my teeth and my claws
She said I'm going use my teeth and my breasts
I'm gonna make it happen
She said
Run run run run run run
And you cannot run or ever, ever escape
You cannot run or ever hide it away
Something glorious is about to happen
The reckoning
They go you're just as boring as everyone else
When you tut and you moan
And you squeal and you squelch
They go you're just as boring as everyone else
Stuck past timing
The fear and the yearning
The fear and the consumption
The fear and the yearning
It's gonna eat you alive
They go...
And you cannot hide or ever, ever escape
And you cannot hide or ever put it away
Something glorious is about to happen
The reckoning
They go...
They say...
They go...
They say...
They go...
Why'd you have to get so hysterical?
Success, success, success is over
Why'd you have to get
So f*cking useless
Play it cool boy
Play it cool
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Banquet
A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I can give you life, I can take it away
A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I'm working it out, I'm
Why'd you feel so underrated?
Why'd you feel so negated?
Ha-ha
Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my self
I wanted to bite, not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into the light
She don't think straight
No-no-no she don't think straight
She's got such a dirty mind and it never-ever stops
And you don't taste like her and you never-ever will
And we don't read the papers, we don't read the news
And it's never enough, we will never be fooled
Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my self
I wanted to bite, not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into the light
And if you feel (and if you feel)
A little left behind (a little left behind)
We will wear you on the other side
And if you feel (and if you feel)
A little left behind (a little left behind)
We will wear you on the other side
'Cause I'm on fire
'Cause you know I'm on fire when you come
'Cause you know I'm on fire
'Cause you know I'm on fire so stomp me out
'Cause I'm on fire
'Cause I'm on fire
'Cause I'm on fire
'Cause I'm on fire
Writer: Gordon Moakes, Kele Okereke, Matt Tong, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Blue Light
You'll find it hiding in shadows
You'll find it hiding in cupboards
It will walk you home safe every night
It will help you remember
If that's way it is
Then that's the way it is
I still feel you and the taste of cigarettes
What could I ever run to
Just tell me it's tearing you apart
Just tell me you cannot sleep
And you didn't even notice
When the sky turned blue
And you couldn't tell the difference
Between me and you
And I nearly didn't notice
The gentlest feeling
You are the bluest light
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Shes Hearing Voices
She's hearing voices call her
She's hearing voices warn her
She just can't sleep in her bed
She just can't sleep
She's falling down the stairs
She's tearing out her hair
She's screaming my name, in the night
To keep her warm
She got a red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Milk of amnesia
She's scared of the blacks
And she's scared of the Jews
She is walking around
She is yesterday's news
And she screams out my name
In the dead of the night
She is leaving my room
She is crying on her side
Walking on eggshells
Walking on glass
Burnt by the mirror
Burnt by the light
Feeling rejection I'll burn down your house
Tearing down posters
I was never alive
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
This Modern Love
To be lost in the forest
To be cut adrift
You've been trying to reach me
You bought me a book
To be lost in the forest
To be cut adrift
I've been paid
I've been paid
Don't get offended
If I seem absent minded
Just keep telling me facts
And keep making me smile
Don't get offended
If I seem absent minded
I get tongue-tied
Baby, you've got to be more discerning
I've never known what's good for me
Baby, you've got to be more demanding
I will be yours
I'll pay for you anytime
You told me you wanted to eat up my sadness
Well jump on, enjoy, you can gorge away
You told me you wanted to eat up my sadness
Jump right
Baby, you've got to be more discerning
I've never known what's good for me
Baby, you've got to be more demanding
Jump left
What are you holding out for?
What's always in the way?
Why so damn absent-minded?
Why so scared of romance?
This modern love breaks me
This modern love wastes me
Do you wanna come over and kill some time?
Tell me facts, tell me facts, tell me facts
Tell me facts
Throw your arms around me
Writer: GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG, RUSSELL LISSACK
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pioneers
If it can be broke then it can be fixed, if it can be fused then it can be split
It's all under control
If it can be lost then it can be won, if it can be touched then it can be turned
All you need is time
We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?
A sense of purpose and a sense of skill, a sense of function but a disregard
We will not be the first, we won't
You said you were going to conquer new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast
We promised the world, we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?
Breath in, breath out
So here we are reinventing the wheel
I'm shaking hands with a hurricane
It's a colour that I can't describe,
It's a language I can't understand
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you
Carving lines into you
Dripping down the sides of you
We will not be the last.
Writer: GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG, RUSSELL LISSACK
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Price Of Gas
I've been driving, a mid sized car,
I never hurt anyone
Is that a fact?
The price of gas keeps on rising
Nothing comes for free
Make like a stone, make like a plant
I can tell you, how this ends
We're going to win this
With spades and truncheons, guns and trowels
That is how the war will be won
Just swat the fly
Taking care of cars and bodies
Nothing ever comes for me
The ghosts are here, red white and blue
I can tell you how this ends
We're going to win this
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Little Thoughts
Been thinking little thoughts
Keep on walking try to stay up
Pay Attention to the details
We go slowly, slowly down
Been thinking little thoughts
Keep on walking try to stay up
Pay Attention to the details
We go slowly, down
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll Go back, b, b, b, Backwards
This world ain't just m, m, m, made of facts
Every half hour is a countdown
If it's 'cause of my age then you're a coward
If it's 'cause of my age then you're a coward
If it's 'cause of my age then you're a coward
I haven't got the guts to stand alone
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll Go back, b, b, b, Backwards
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask
I'll go back if you ask me
I'll go back if you ask me
I'LL GO BACK B, B, B, BACKWARDS!
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
So Here We Are
I caught a glimpse, but it's been forgotten
So here we are again
I made a vow, to carry you home, home
I really tried to do what you wanted
It all went wrong again
I made a vow, to carry you home
If you fall sick, if you pass out
I figured it out
I can see again
Writer: Gordon Moakes, Kele Okereke, Matt Tong, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Luno
And you're tired of your Mum
And you're tired of your Dad
Got you jumping through hoops
Got you shaving your legs
Let it pass, let it pass, let it pass over you
And you're tired of your face
And you're tired of your nose
Got you jumping through hoops
Got you shaving your legs
Let it pass, let it pass, let it pass over you
And your nose is bleeding
You've been lying to me
There will be no hesitation
There will be no confrontation
There will be no indication
There will be no cause
There will be no exultation
There will be no justification
There will be no way at all
And your nose is bleeding
You've been lying to me
Luno
Come back to me the the way you were
The way you were when we were young
I'm trying to tell you everything
I'm trying to tell you everything
I can heal the blind
I can cure the sick
I can say the right things
I can say the right things
Where d'you get so cruel
Where do you go
Cos you're never here
And your nose is bleeding
You deserve it
You've been lying to me
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Plans
Wake up dreamer
It's happening without you
Cut your hair and shave your beard
You squandered your chances
I'll give you a thousand pounds
To show me how you do it
Stop being so laissez-faire
We're all scared of the future
Been training vipers to come for you
In your dreams to release you
Been training vipers to come for you
In your sleep
And the ravens are leaving the tower
And the ravens are leaving the tower
Make your peace
I've got a taste for blood
Leave the weak, leave the young
I've got a taste for blood
I'm walking out without you
You will kill or be killed
It's about progress
I've got a taste for blood
Wake up sleepyhead
It's happening without you
Such a nice guy
You tell me everything twice
Whipcrack speed jump
We will run backwards
Stop being so laissez-faire
We're all scared of the future
We make plans for big times
Get bogged down, distracted
We make plans for good times
All neon, all surface
So kiss me before it all gets complicated
I've got a taste for blood
Writer: GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG, RUSSELL LISSACK
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Compliments
We sit and we sigh
And nothing gets done
So right, so clued-up
We just get old
And all the while
Been torn asunder
Nicotine
And bacteria
What are we coming to
What are we gonna do
Writer: RUSSELL LISSACK, GORDON MOAKES, KELE OKEREKE, MATT TONG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC