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Bloc Party - Alpha Games Album Lyrics



Bloc Party - Alpha Games Lyrics






Day Drinker

They found me face down in the bins taking out the trash
Still, I won't be told, copacetic, everything is fine
I was carrying too much weight, so I break, habit escalates
Sometimes I enter rooms and forget why

Can't believe I'm stressed, can't believe I'm pressed
Can't believe I'm vexed in the liquor isle
Drink the lemonade, turn another day
Send another text, so I style it out
Just the other day, what you tryna say? What you tryna say?
I was looking well, boys, everyone keep buying me books
Little brother knows the tango
Lil' bro can sing the blues
Little bro knows lots of things that he's not afraid to use

He says he knows when I've been drinking
He says he knows when I'm lost
He says he knows when I am lying
And he knows when I am not
But it works both ways, brother
I know you're loving this
My little brother does a lot

My frenemy lives in town and I see him almost twice a week
So we shoot the shit and pretend that this is all it is
But what's the point of art if weak-willed and the (?)
Do you remember summer's learning Bible verse?

Can't believe I'm stressed, can't believe I'm pressed
Can't believe I'm vexed, does my breath smell like wine?
Drink the lemonade, turn another day
Send another text, running out of time
Just spit it out, bro, what you tryna say? What you tryna say?
I was looking well, what you need to watch is your conniving tongue
Little brother wrote a letter
Lil' bro prepared a speech
Little bro rehearsed it all, but he will not come to it

He says he knows when I've been drinking
He says he knows when I'm lost
He says he knows when I am lying
And he knows when I am not
But it works both ways, brother
I know you're loving this
My little brother does the most
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Traps

Hey, fun-size, is it your first time?
Let me show you things
That they warned you about
You've got bite, I like that
You're gonna need it
You're not making it easy for me
Strutting 'round here in those pumpum shorts
Twist for me, bend for me
We can do it if you like?

There you go-go
Looking like a snack
Cute like Bambi
But your headed to a trap
Meet me in the boom boom room
And we can do what you like
I wanna be your education
I wanna be your contact high

Lick-lick-lick, lickety split
Raise the stakes
Talk dirty to me
Your so maverick, you're a bit of me
You can get it anytime that you want
Chills
They run down my spine, they're multiplying
Feels
I'm supposed to say no
But then there
But then there
But then there

There you go-go
Looking like a snack
Cute like Bambi
But your headed to a trap (it's a trap)
Meet me in the boom boom room
And we can do what you like
I wanna to be your education
I wanna to be your contact high

I wanna be your contact high
I gotta be your contact high

Don't be like that
Tell me your name
I'm just trying to get next to you
Sweet like Mary Jane
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






You Should Know the Truth

Was it something that you felt? (Not certain of it)
Was it something that you meant? (Not wrong about it)
Do you remember who you were before?
I picked you up, on West forty-four

You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you
You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you
You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you
You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you

I was only playing nice ('cause I wanted something)
I was only listening (I was on the mend then)
Giving your light to nameless boys
Giving that light to anyone

You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you
You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you
You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you
You should know the truth, you should know the truth, you

Was I shady and obscene?
Was it the worst it had ever been?
Do you remember what you had to do
Before I saw something in you?

From the start, I made it clear
I could only try to be sincere
And if that failed I would keep my word
Oh, what's wrong with being kept, my love?

You deserve the truth, You deserve the truth, you
You deserve the truth, You deserve the truth, you
You deserve the truth, You deserve the truth, you
You deserve the truth, You deserve the truth, you, you
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Callum Is a Snake

I had a lot of time for you
But now you got me in the streets
Looking like a mug
And it's not the look I'm going for
See, what you're not going to do
Is play me for a fool
Callum is a snake
You have been warned

See I don't like the way you talk
Got dirt on the bus
See I don't like the way you walk
Moving nervous

Callum is a snake (snake)
Callum is a snake (snake)

So you can cut that right out
Rosie with the nose ring, she told me what you said
Ooh, you're a wrong 'un, I'm officially washing my hands of you

If you learned anything about yourself
You would have let me know
I thought you came from better stock
Go and have your moment

Nah, I don't trust him
His eyes are too close together
My plan was to keep my big mouth shut
And let the posh boys f*ck it up
But he's desperate for a storyline and he's not giving up

I know when someone is speaking of blessings
And I know when someone's speaking in curse
Ooh, you're a snide little f*ck

Callum is a snake (snake)
Callum is a snake (snake)

Sss
I don't need friends, that I can't trust
Callum is a snake (snake)
You have been warned
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Rough Justice

Matte black 'Rari
When we pull up, they're sorry
Blacked-out windows
Strictly for those who are in the know
Talkin' real extra
Let me get you all the way together
Lookin' super duper aeroplane fly
But now you got a crush

We be the kind that ain't got no scruples
We be the kind that break the law

Two-steppin' all through this town
Maxin' out your credit card
We tell them nothing, so they make shit up
I don't need any new friends

We got the fury, we got the smarts
We're waiting in the parking lot

You can't hang
With us
You can't hang
With us

See, we be kinda choosy, put us in a movie
First in the jacuzzi, gang gang all the way
Pupils dilated, you love it 'til you hate it
Follow me 'round the party, but I'm not in the mood

You can't hang
With us

They're cuttin' it with seltzer on the low-low
Reppin' Baron Samedi from the get-go
The things you do for blow or a little guest list
Have consequences (Consequences, consequences)

We don't like to role play, we need the real thing all day
Giving you the business, kept boys and mistresses
We chase you 'round the houses, we can find where you live
Make you disappear, make it look like an accident
Champagne in plastic glasses, inside us is a wildness
So don't make it obvious, keep my name out your mouth
So don't make it obvious, don't be an easy lay

My, my, my
How the tables have turned
I wouldn't sit down if I were you (What?)
Did you think I was ramping up for an apology?

If you see us in the cut freely
Wired as f*ck, double drop, breezy
If you see us in the cut, it's easy
Turn and run
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






The Girls Are Fighting

Hey-ey-ey (hey-ey-ey)
Hey-ey-ey (hey-ey-ey)
Hey-ey-ey-ey (hey-ey-ey-ey)
Hey-ey-ey (hey-ey-ey)
Hey-ey (hey-ey)
Hey-ey (hey-ey)
Hey-ey (hey-ey)

Ey-ey-ey (ey-ey-ey), ey-ey-ey (ey-ey-ey)
Ey-ey-ey (ey-ey-ey), ey-ey-ey (ey-ey-ey)
Ow

(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting
(Hey, hey, hey)

I do my grieving early, it's a riot at Infernos
The filth are on the way
Lusty Casanova be making eyes again
The bouncers made a movie, upload it to Worldstar (scrag fight)
She wants to send a message but she's taking it too far
There's blood on the dance floor, extensions on the bar
I blame the Jägermeister and the vodka lemonade
And now these boys can't cope

(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting and the boys can't cope
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting and the boys can't cope
(Hey, hey, hey)
The girls are fighting and the boys can't cope
(Hey, hey, hey)

I do my grieving early
How many times will he use the same lines?
How many maidens will fall for his charms?
How many? How many?
He crossed a line he should never have crossed
He promised her things (did he?)

(Hey, hey)
The girls are fighting and the boys can't cope
How many times will he use the same lines?
(Hey, hey)
The girls are fighting and the boys can't cope
How many times will he use the same lines?
(Hey, hey)
The girls are fighting and the boys can't cope
How many times will he use the same lines?
(Hey) Ooh, the girls are fighting

The girls, the girls, the girls, the girls
The boys, the boys, the boys can't cope
The boys, the boys, the boys can't cope
The boys, the boys, the boys can't cope
The boys, the boys, the boys can't cope
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Of Things Yet to Come

But you had lost a lot of friends
They swam away, not to pretend
It was for the best
The party storms, they embrace and
You don't pick up when I come to your town
Am I best left in the past?
So I make a space for things to float
I trim my weeds in search of growth
I'm okay with it

There I go, making a show
Of myself again
I'm still wedded to the idea that you
Are still there again
A symbol of relief

You were a good man
You were the best

The pills, they cure, they keep at bay
Instead of black, my days are grey
(You were a good man)
So I put my faith in what's to come
For it's the thing you would have done
(You were the best)
If I couldn't have it all, I wanted nothing
If I couldn't have the depths of you

There I go, making a show
Of myself again
(It's going through me too)
I'm still wedded to the idea that you
Are still there again
A symbol of relief

You were a good man
You were the best

Now you're less than a memory
You're an echo now, fake facsimile
They say hope is something you give yourself
But it's not the same, I don't know how to get over you

Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
Of things yet to come
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Sex Magik

Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, earth-earth, air-air

In my sixteenth year, she taught me things
Protect myself with flames and wind
With a laugh that sounded like the shore
It's as real as real can be
Between her legs, divinity
She said, "Meet me in the forest after dark"

Oh, I see you
As you truly are
And I see what you will become

Find your root
Find your core
Then go clear
Like the air in our lungs
Ask the earth for resolve
Ossify
Like the marrow in our bones

Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water (in our bones)
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, earth-earth, air-air

She showed me things I can't un-see
In her presence I'm made to kneel (kneel)
With a touch like moonlight on my bare skin
Afterwards, we would drink tea
Sat on her floor, she'd read my leaves
With a sigh that sounded like a golden dawn

Find your root
Find your core
Then go clear
Like the air in our lungs
Ask the earth for resolve
Ossify
Like the marrow in our bones

Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water (in our bones)
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water

Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire, water-water (in our bones)
Earth-earth, air-air, fire-fire-fire-fire
Fire-fire, fire-fire, fire-fire
Fire-fire, fire-fire, fire-fire

Fire-fire, fire-fire, fire-fire
Fire-fire, fire-fire, fire-fire
Fire-fire, fire-fire, fire-fire, fire-fire
We make believe
We make believe
We make believe
We make believe
We make believe

Stealth mode
Beast mode
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






By Any Means Necessary

She waltzes in by remote control
Wicked fingers pull her strings
All is not what it seems
The girls that flirt don't get very far
Eyes on the prize, remember where you are
This is not the time to go rogue

She said, "If I'm gon' do it then I'm gon' do it"
Gonna set things right, gonna start this shit, then finish
"If I'm gon' do it then I'm gon do it
By any means necessary"

She wants to rough him up
She wants to put her hands, hands, hands on him
She wants to rock his world
Gonna send a message back, back to the streets
Coming out in character just for the one
Just so she can, she can watch their eyes
This is not the time to go rogue, no

She said, "If I'm gon' do it then I'm gon' do it"
Gonna set things right, gonna start this shit, then finish
"If I'm gon' do it then I'm gon do it
By any means necessary"
They don't get to know one thing about me
They don't get to know what I really think
"If I'm gon' do it then I'm gon' do it
By any means necessary"

I will die, die, die, and be born again
Before I f*ck with you again
I will die, die, die, and be born again (do what you gotta do)
Before I f*ck with you again (do what you gotta do)
They don't get to know one thing about me (do what you gotta do)
They don't get to know what I really think (do what you gotta do)
I will die, die, die, and be born again (do what you gotta do)
By any means necessary (do what you gotta do)
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






In Situ

They say high mileage
High mileage, but low rent
Somehow our love still regressed
You're becoming an island
Everything you want, everything you crave
It's in your reach, but

You need to get your hustle on (ooh, you got a smart mouth)
You need to get a move on (my baby's got a smart mouth)
You need to get your hustle on
If you're lollygagging on the way, just believe you'll be replaced
You need to get your hustle on (ooh, you got a smart mouth)
You need to get a move on (my baby's got a smart mouth)
You need to get your hustle on
If you're lollygagging on the way, just believe you'll be replaced

Talking 'bout cryptocurrencies with the boys of LSE
Gettin' deep in the middle of the street
As the sniper holds his breath
He's waiting in the wings
To deliver on the threat
To make it focus

You need to get your hustle on (ooh, you got a smart mouth)
You need to get a move on (my baby's got a smart mouth)
You need to get your hustle on
If you're lollygagging on the way, just believe you'll be replaced
You need to get your hustle on (ooh, you got a smart mouth)
You need to get a move on (my baby's got a smart mouth)
You need to get your hustle on
If you're lollygagging on the way, just believe you'll be replaced

You need to get your hustle on (ooh, you got a smart mouth)
You need to get a move on (my baby's got a smart mouth)
You need to get your hustle on
If you're lollygagging on the way, just believe you'll be replaced
You need to get your hustle on (ooh, you got a smart mouth)
You need to get a move on (my baby's got a smart mouth)
You need to get your hustle on
If you're lollygagging on the way, just believe you'll be replaced
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






If We Get Caught

Chill, you're losing it
You're gonna give the game away
Stick to the story, better with an alibi
Create diversion, take control with sleight of hand
You're gonna give the game away

If we get caught (caught, caught, caught)
I want you to know (caught, caught, caught, caught)
I have always (caught, caught, caught, caught)
Rode for you (caught, caught, caught, caught)
If we get caught (caught, caught, caught)
I want you to know (caught, caught, caught, caught)
I will always (caught, caught, caught, caught)
Ride for you (caught, caught, caught, caught)

Let's have it right, I wouldn't flip even under oath
Let's have it right, where you go I will go
In forensic detail, they follow the trail
And it leads straight to us

Breathing light at the samurai
No, they won't take us alive
Left the money in the glove box, the burner on the dash
Meet me in the getaway car

If we get caught (caught, caught, caught)
I want you to know (caught, caught, caught, caught)
I have always (caught, caught, caught, caught)
Rode for you (caught, caught, caught, caught)
If we get caught (caught, caught, caught)
I want you to know (caught, caught, caught, caught)
I will always (caught, caught, caught, caught)
Ride for you (caught, caught, caught, caught)

And if an angry sun god melts the wax in our wings
For daring to want more, for daring to think big
Get those kicks and heels off, seems our number is up my love
Stay by my side

(Caught, caught, caught, caught)
(Caught, caught, caught, caught)
(Caught, caught, caught, caught)
(Caught, caught, caught, caught)

If we get caught (caught, caught, caught)
I want you to know (caught, caught, caught, caught)
I have always (caught, caught, caught, caught)
Rode for you (caught, caught, caught, caught)
If we get caught (caught, caught, caught) (I will always ride for you)
I want you to know (caught, caught, caught, caught)
I will always (caught, caught, caught, caught)
Ride for you (caught, caught, caught, caught)
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






The Peace Offering

I was filming my final scene the other day
When something really rather grave came over me
"Don't take it so personal," you used to say
"It's only a game"

The first thing I lost was belief in the system
But in the end, the system always wins
I bet you wanna know what happens next, don't you?
Patience

So if I'm being frank
I have no need for your scented candles
I don't need your peace offering
I'd rather have the money you spend
If I'm being frank

So I ride into town on a blood-red horse
Thinking about the thought that connects all thoughts
Where did it get you being Mr. Plus One?
You're not being honest

As Heaven's my witness
I did you no harm
There was no, no malice in my heart
Even after everything you've done
No, I don't wish you death by stinging nettles
I don't with you death by a thousand paper cuts
No, not anymore

But I, I think it's better
You, you stay where you are
And I continue to support you from afar
Through the whispered words of mutual friends or the Society Pages
And to Evening Standard magazine

See, I remember how you walked away
And I see now what was really at stake
So when we meet again at the crossroads
And you see me the way I see you
There will be no bitterness
Just next time, do the right thing

Do the right thing
Don't believe all
And do the right thing
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Writer: Justin Harris, Kele Okereke, Louise Bartle, Russell Lissack
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Back to: Bloc Party


Alpha Games is the sixth studio album by English indie rock band Bloc Party, released on 29 April 2022. It is the first studio album by the band since 2016's Hymns.

It is notably the first album with drummer Louise Bartle, who joined the band after drum sessions for Hymns had been completed, and the first to feature significant songwriting input from Bartle and bassist Justin Harris with Hymns having been mostly written by lead singer Kele Okereke and guitarist Russell Lissack.
Performed By: Bloc Party
Genre(s): Post-punk revival, dance-punk
Producer(s): Nick Launay, Adam Greenspan
Length: 39:38
Released: April 29th, 2022
Year: 2022

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