BLOC PARTY.FOUR

So He Begins To Lie3x3OctopusReal TalkKettlingDay FourColiseumV.A.L.I.S.Team ATruthThe HealingWe’re Not Good PeopleBlack Crown

Bloc Party is: Russell LissackGordon Moakes Kele Okereke and Matt Tong.

‘Four’ was recorded at Stratosphere Sound, New York, Winter 2011-Spring 2012and mixed at Spin Studios, New York.

Produced, engineered and mixed by Alex Newport.Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York.

Recording assistant and additional engineering: Atsuo Matsumoto.Mix assistant: Alex Prieto.

All songs written and performed by Bloc Party and published by EMI Music Publishing Ltd.

Strings on ‘Day Four’, ‘The Healing’ and ‘Truth’:Cello - Marika Hughes; Violin - Forest Christenson.Additional vocals on ‘Truth’: Karen Piper.

Artwork by Bloc Party. Photography by Yuki Shingai.

Bloc Party are managed worldwide by Tony Perrin and Simon White for UNITED.www.blocparty.com

So He Begins To Lie

The camera’s watchingHe takes a breathEven though that they know That he knowsThat they’re on to himHe don’t break a sweat, no

It grows and grows and grows Inside of himThere’s nothing thereAll along he knowsThose mirrors started to lie to himHis reflection faded

The crowd are waitingHe takes the stageCross his heart, hand on heart, open heartThat he’s gone legitHe was never there, no

As easy as closing his eyesSo he begins to lie

The camera’s watching The camera’s watching him lie

3x3

Three times threeFirst cut firstPierce the skinIt binds usSpit cum bloodLiquid waxNo one loves youAs much as us

By all in me that’s holyBy all in me that’s blessed I made to you a promiseThat this is forever and everAmen

Three times threeLose all fearLet the flamesDry those tearsIt takes hurtTo be pureNow you’re one ofYou’re one of us

No means no

No/YesNoYes…

Octopus

It hid and it hid in his bedroomPsycho killer teen dream action filmGonna show you how we get downIn my hood

Bubbling bubbling cheap champagneLeyendecker hole wrecker feel no painLying face down when I swing your way And what?What's my name, what's my name?

Mary Anna said it's a no-goShe don't feel like, she don't think soI don't know why I feel like cryingWell come on, come onSay come on, come on

They ran and they ran from his classroomRoll another 40, make them screamGonna show you how we do things In my hood

Tripping and a-tripping, erase all tapesJohn Wayne, Rob Roy feel no painThis is the point where you look the other way

You doneLost your mind

Kettling

We smash the windowPopo don’t fuck aroundAs their cameras take pictures of usWe just laughWe laugh

Because they can’t stop thisWe can feel it in our bonesThe future’s ours, yes it isWe can feel it in our bones

We drop the lighter into the gasIf the whole world is watching usLet them watch usLet them watch

They can’t stop thisWe can feel it in our bonesThe future’s ours, yes it isWe can feel it in our bones

Day Four

It’s in the treesIt’s in the leavesThis time I knowThat I’ll stay clean

Anything it givesAnything it gives it will take backThe city’s here for you

My light burns lowAnd I know it’s running outThey say stay braveBut I know it will return

I’ve felt deathRising from meFrom my fingersAnd out my mouth

If you’re ever lonelyIf you are alone stay that wayThe city’s here for you

My light burns lowAnd I know it’s running outThey say stay braveBut I know it will returnOn the fourth dayOn day four

Real Talk

Can we get real for a moment?You’re my one and only friend

Watch the sunset from your sedanLet your hand rest on mine

I’ve lived in every townBut here is where I find home

My mind is openAnd my body is yoursShow me the signPlease

I was so sure, I was faulty And not able to loveBut then you crept up on meWhile I was dreamingWhispered love into my ear

If you’re tiredI can drive usWe can go backTo my place

My mind is openAnd my body is yoursShow me the signPlease

Team A

How many times do I have to tell you?That these are my thingsBeen running your mouthBut people been listeningIf you wanna throw downWe can go downtimeAny time, any damn timeAny time of the week

See I know that you’re hatingAnticipating a breakthroughI been there, done that, over withAin’t nothing you can teach meAin’t got no time for Le BaronAin’t got no time for The AlibiNo we ain’t cool boy, don’t even try

I’m going to ruin your life

See we ain’t at school, snitches get stitchesYou might be fast boy but I’m faster than youSo let’s make this clear, no misunderstandingsBetter watch where you’re walking and watch what you sayAny time, any damn time, any time of the week

Ain’t got no time for Yo Yo, ain’t got no time for The GrouchoNo we ain’t cool and you don’t even know

I’m going to ruin your life

Coliseum

Got nightmare walking on two legsThere’s a word for people like usCan’t shake the feeling We’re moving backwardsHistory repeating itself

Ain’t got time to proveWhy even bother?Just ignore the signsAin’t got time to loseCan’t change the dramaIn time you’ll seeThe empire never ended

McSweeney draws first bloodTeeth hit the floorFingers twitch on the remoteThe crowd want more more moreThey’re waiting for the ground and poundTo turn his face into raw meatLittle Johnny turns to mommy“This is is what I want to be...”

Because

Pain is hopefulPain is holyPain is healthyPain heals

V.A.L.I.S.

When in motionWorld is frozenTalks in circles and GreekHe’s into epiphanyHe’s into philosophyHe’s into methyl amphetaminesHe’s into scienceBut he’s lost his wayHe’s not the real me, but I can hearI can hear, I can hear himFrom my future

Show, show, show show meYou gotta show me the way

Past and presentAre superimposedHe has seen this beforeHe’s into conspiracyHe’s into theophanyHe’s into phenomenologyHe’s into deedsHe don’t mix his wordsHe’s not the real me, but I can hearI can hear, I can hear himFrom my future

Show, show, show show meYou gotta show me the way

Truth

It was the truthThat fell from these lipsIt blinded usAnd then the darkness left

I am yours nowRespectfullyI am yours nowTruthfully

It burnt the stainLeft on my mindOur hearts they beatA quarter tone apart

I am yours nowRespectfullyWhy can’t I do it?You complete me

Our kind is hard to findAnd if it will beIt will be with you

I am yours nowRespectfullyI am yours nowTruthfully

The Healing

Calm down, let the world spin roundThere ain’t no other place to beTake this lifelineSkin tearsBut the flesh will weaveBack together againOnly scars now

Go easy, just beAs life gets longerGot all the time you needStay with me my dearAs life gets harderWhatever strikes, you’ll healYou will heal

Breathe out, let it come aroundLet your colours returnTurn a cornerEvery time he barksJust shut the devil outLet these arms embraceYou know I’m down

You will heal

We’re Not Good People

Think fast boy, think on your feetIf you don’t know it now you never willYou’re so young to be so heavyRip off the seal and let me school you

You see angels melt when they touch the groundYou see you’re not dumb, you’re just not alignedBecause you could be the one percent If you wanna

We’re not good peopleThis is a warning

If God is God then why is he secret?Today’s the day you’ve been set freeThey might claim the best things are hiddenBut I was here, you came to me

With these five lines you will be rebornA superman or maybe a jockYou can crush the whole world in your handIf you wanna

We’ve got the doorwayWe’ve got the hallwayYou can’t restore yourself

We’re not good peopleThis is a warning

Black Crown

Because it’s the rulesTeacher said to boyNot my rules he says, no

Talking in EbonicsTalking in italicsTalking talking talking talkingJust remember

That you wear a crownOh-oh oh-oh

Because it’s the rulesPoliceman said to boyNot my rules he said, no

Who will love the prophet?Who will love the madman?Who will love the genius child?Just remember...

Angela DavisCharlie ParkerCassius Clay

Not my rules they saidNo, no, noNot my rules they saidNo

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