Текст песни Part of the Band (Live from Madison Square Garden, New York, 07.11.22) - The 1975
She was part of the Air Force, I was part of the band
I always used to bust into her hand
In my, my, my imagination
I was living my best life, living with my parents
Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants
And my, my, my cancellations, oh, yeah
And I fell in love with a boy, it was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my, my, my imagination (oh)
So many cringes in the heroin binges
I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes
Of my, my, my imagination, oh, yeah
Enough about me now
"You gotta talk about the people, baby"
At home, somewhere I don't like
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Cumming to her lookalikes
I can't get the language right
Just tell me what's unladylike
I know some "Vaccinista tote bag chic baristas"
Sitting east on their communista keisters
Writing about their ejaculations
"I like my men like I like my coffee
Full of soy milk and so sweet, it won't offend anybody"
While staining the pages of the nation
A Xanax and a Newport
"Well, I take care of my kids," she said
The worst inside of us begets
That feeling on the internet
It's like someone intended it
(Like advertising cigarettes)
A diamond in the rough begets
The diamond with a scruff you get (yeah)
Am I ironically woke? The butt of my joke?
Or am I just some post-coke, average, skinny bloke
Calling his ego imagination?
I've not picked up that in a thousand four hundred days
And nine hours and sixteen minutes, babe
It's kind of my daily iteration
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At Their Very Best (Live from Madison Square Garden, New York, 07.11.22)
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