Bloc Party The Marshals Are Dead song lyrics

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

(Forever)

An insult that dilates forever

(Forever)

Passing from history that's made from arrangements

Of cordons and tannoys in symmetry

(Forever)

That cancel forever

(Forever)

A curse on your houses

Rivers run with your sons' blood

No case for extenuation

All the marshals are dead, dead, dead, dead

Cancel your thoughts out forever

Milk it and strain it to residue

(Forever)

An insult that dilates forever

(Forever)

Passing from history that's made from arrangements

Of cordons and tannoys in symmetry

(Forever)

That cancel forever

(Oh, forever)

Spring breaks in ranks and in boulevards

A country that grows us

But cannot contain us