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Maximo Park - Banlieue Lyrics

Motorcycles do figure eights, on the forecourt by the multiplex.
Phone sex via application, the dull swagger of intimidation.

The rush of cunfusion
Replaced by comprehension

Pixellated punishment
Desire's the only crime
The calmness of the pack
Whose power is in decline
These violent dreams are nothing new
Don't think that she won't leave you

Here comes
The animal
Two by Two
Makes my body feel wet through

High-pitched MCs
Digital thrill
The drunks vibrate
The beat seeps through
Wound-down car windows
On the corner of the Banlieue

Here comes
The animal
Two by Two
Makes my body feel wet through

We've been told that we can take it -
Everything we ever wanted.