Belligerence歌词

Bloc Party - Where Is Home
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Off to the funeral
making cola knots
We sit and reminisce
about the past and in her voice
only sadness her only son taken from her
In every headline we are reminded
that this is not home for us
In every headline we are reminded
that this is not home for us
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Second generation blues or
points of view not listened to
Different worlds and different rules of allegiance
Claiming to the bible and a spatula
the memory of the way things were
I do not see how I cannot smile
I deal with anger all the time
You'll win, what they did to the black men
In every headline we are reminded
that this is not home for us
Where is it?
Where is home?
Where is it?
Where is home?
I walk this mountain tired of lunity and belligerence
this told me what a flat wave is getting me down
I want to stamp on the face of
every young policeman today
And break the fingers of every old judge to cut off
the feet of every ballerina I can
So I decide I decide I pretend
that there's nothing wrong
The teeth of this world take me home and every day
I must ask myself, where, where, where
Where is it?
Where is home?
Where is it?
Where is home?
In every headline we are reminded
that this is not home for us
In every headline we are reminded
that this is not home for us
☆ 制 编辑于2008/05/24更新