Part Of The Band

The 1975

Part Of The Band Lyrics by 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 Cancellation, Hm 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 So Many Cringes And 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.. (But That's Kind Of The Idea) Reff : 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.. Hu Hu Hu.. 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, Oh Yeah.. A Xanax And A Newport.. Well I Take Care Of My Kids, She Said.. Reff : 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 Hu Hu Hu.. 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.. -------------- ===Original Chord=== -------------- 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 Cancellation, Hm 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 So Many Cringes And 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.. (But That's Kind Of The Idea) Reff : 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.. Hu Hu Hu.. 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, Oh Yeah.. A Xanax And A Newport.. Well I Take Care Of My Kids, She Said.. Reff : 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 Hu Hu Hu.. 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..