[Verse 1: Kele Okereke]
Feeding the five thousand was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts and it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up and so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map and it's your turn to drop the soap and
[Verse 2: Kele Okereke & Gordon Moakes]
We got pretty pretty boys sucking on a cola
Money to burn, money to burn (Money to burn)
We got rules to protect you, Isaac and Ishmael
The magazine says it's okay, a life as a billboard
And if you are the answer, we are going straight to hell
[Chorus: Gordon Moakes & Kele Okereke]
Grown in a parental fugue
Weight loss in self respect
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
A new way into a lost answer
[Bridge: Kele Okereke & Gordon Moakes]
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
[Verse 3: Kele Okereke]
Feeding the five thousand was not done with prayers alone
And it takes blood and guts and it takes devotion
I'm so tired of standing up and so tired of drawing breath
Now it's your turn to take the map and it's your turn to drop the soap and
[Chorus: Gordon Moakes & Kele Okereke]
Grown in a parental fugue
Weight loss in self respect
Bomb, bomb, bomb us back together
A new way into a lost answer
