Bloc Party performing 'Song for clay' and 'Banquet' with a really nice transition between the two, at Reading Festival 2008.
I am trying to be heroic in an age of modernity
I am trying to be heroic as all around me history sinks
So I enjoy and I devour 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 nine o' clock
I order the foie gras and I eat it with complete distain
Bubbles rise in champagne flutes
But when we kiss I feel nothing
Feasting on sleeping pills and Marlboro Reds
Self-pity won't save you
Oh how our parents they suffered for nothing
Live the dream like the Eighties never happened
People are afraid to merge on the freeway
Disappear here
We stroll past the queue, into the magazine launch party
I'm handed a pill and I swallow with complete distain
Kick drum pounds, off-beat hi-hats
Remember to look bored
We suck each other's faces and make sure we are noticed
The cocaine won't save you
Because East London is a vampire, it sucks the joy right out of me
How we longed for corruption in these golden years
Oh how our parents
Disappear here
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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
Why'd you feel so underrated?
Why'd you feel so negated?
Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into the light
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
Heaven's never enough, we will never be fooled
Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into the light
And if you feel a little left behind
I will see you on the other side
'Cause I'm on fire
I'm on fire when you come
I'm on fire so stub me out
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