| | Staying Fat Lyrics Artist(Band):Bloc Party
I depend on (arctic snow) A pair of trainers (I've got mine) Could make a God of the two of us (I want yours) I exist on (apropos) I insist on (arctic snow) A change of clothing (will fill the void) Could lift us into fidelity (will suck you in) The sound keeps you hemmed to the past The walls are coming in again The streets grid alone from the door You gotta spin the fucking treadle... I rely on (bitter cold) I depend on (arctic snow) The manmade fibres (I've got mine) That are the stuff of my birthright (I want yours) I decide on (apropos) I retreat from (arctic snow) The dregs of discourse (will fill the void) For a new world order (will suck you in) The sound keeps you hemmed to the past The walls are coming in again The streets grid alone from the door You gotta spin the fucking treadle... In a pile of days between no oceans All the kids are rioting There's no art in a broken head All the kids are staying fat And I'm air-kissing, back-slapping Check the body for valuables It's called progress Come on pilgrim sing to the pyres Your time has come It's called progress If they want to kill themselves Then buy them the gowns It's called progress If you find some error in Staying Fat Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Alex Sipple for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Staying Fat The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Bloc Party" Music | |
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