Recorded: 2004
Label: Wichita
Songwriter(s): Russell Lissack, Gordon Moakes, Kele Okereke, Matt Tong
Producer: Paul Epworth

THE ANSWER

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Feeding the five thousand

Was not done with prayers alone

It takes blood and guts

And it takes devotion

So tired of standing up

And so tired of drawing breath

It's your turn to take the map

And it's your turn to drop the soap

We got

Pretty pretty boys

Sucking on a cola

Money to burn

Money to burn

Money to burn

We got rules to protect us

Isaac and Ishmael

The magazine says it's okay

Life as a billboard

If you are the answer

We are going straight to hell

Grown in a parental fugue

(Did I know?)

(Did I know?)

(Did I know?)

(Did I know?)

Weight loss in self respect

(Tell me things)

(Tell me things)

(Tell me things)

(Tell me things)

Bomb

Bomb

Bomb us back together

(Tell me facts)

(Tell me facts)

(Tell me facts)

(Tell me facts)

A new way into a lost answer

(We found you)

(We...)

You could talk a little less

And you could talk a little less

And you could talk a little less

And you could talk a little less

Feeding the five thousand

Was not done with prayers alone

It takes blood and guts

And it takes devotion

So tired of standing up

And so tired of drawing breath

It's your turn to take the map

And it's your turn to drop the soap

Grown in a parental fugue

Weight loss in self respect

Bomb

Bomb

Bomb us back together

A new way into a lost answer