The Marshalls Are Dead Lyrics - Bloc Party
Attention!
Unbelievers
Fashion victims
Opportunists
Blood sport
Cop killer
Don't trust art
Don't trust culture
Cancel your thoughts out forever
Milk it and strain it to residue
An insult that dilates forever
Passing from history that's made from arrangements
Of cordons and tannoys in symmetry
That cancel forever
Forever
Spring breaks in ranks and in boulevards
A country that grows us
But cannot contain us
A curse on your houses
Rivers run with your sons' blood
No case for extenuation
All the marshals are dead
Unbelievers
Fashion victims
Opportunists
Blood sport
Cop killer
Don't trust art
Don't trust culture
Cancel your thoughts out forever
Milk it and strain it to residue
An insult that dilates forever
Passing from history that's made from arrangements
Of cordons and tannoys in symmetry
That cancel forever
Forever
Spring breaks in ranks and in boulevards
A country that grows us
But cannot contain us
A curse on your houses
Rivers run with your sons' blood
No case for extenuation
All the marshals are dead
Writer: OKEREKE, KELE/LISSACK, RUSSELL/MOAKES, GORDON/TONG, MATT
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Please Click here to submit the Corrections of The Marshalls Are Dead Lyrics
Please Click Here to Print The Marshalls Are Dead Lyrics
The following 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 Marshalls Are Dead Lyrics.