Part Of The Band - The 1975

Lyrics by：Matthew Healy/George Daniel/Jamie Squire

Composed by：Matthew Healy/George Daniel/Jamie Squire

She was part of the air force

I was part of the band

I always used to bust into her hand

In my imagination

I was living my best life

Living with my parents

Way before the paying penance and verbal propellants

And 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 ** binges

I was coming off the hinges

Living on the fringes of my imagination

Enough about me now

You gotta talk about the people baby

Now I'm 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

A Xanax and a Newport

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 1400 days and 9 hours and 16 minutes

Babe it's kind of my daily iteration