The 1975 – Part of the Band Lyrics

The 1975 Part of the Band Lyrics

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

And I fell in love with a boy
It was kinda lame
I was Rimbaud and he was Paul Verlaine
In my imagination
So many cringes in the heroin binges
I was coming off the hinges
Living on the fringes of my, my, my imagination

Enough about me now
You gotta talk about the people baby

At home, somewhere I don’t like
Eating stuff off of motorbikes
Coming 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 in 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 whilst staining the pages of the nation

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
A diamond in the rough begets the diamond with a scruff you get

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

  • Written by: Jamie Squire, Matthew Healy & George Daniel
  • Album: Being Funny in a Foreign Language
  • Released: 2022
  • Official Video:

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