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Bloc Party A Weekend In The City

There is a wall that runs right through me Just like the city, I will never be joined What is this love? Why can I never hold it? Did it really run out

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

Lord give me grace and dancing feet And the power to impress Lord give me grace and dancing feet Let me outshine the moon Is it so wrong to crave recognition

that this is not home for us Second generation blues or points of view not listened to Different worlds and different rules of allegiance Claiming to the bible and a

I, I still remember how you looked that afternoon. There was only you. You said "it's just like a full moon". Blood beats faster in our veins We left

I'm sitting, on the roof of my house With a shotgun And a six pack of beers,six pack of beers,six pack of beers. The news copter says the enemies among

The Northern Line is the loudest Sitting in silence in bars after work I've got nothing to add or contest Can still kick a ball a hundred yards We cling

this is not home for us Second generation blues or points of view not listened to Different worlds and different rules of allegiance Claiming to the bible and a

: I, I still remember how you looked that afternoon. There was only you. You said "it's just like a full moon". Blood beats faster in our veins We left