Songtexte: Bloc Party. On.

I am on Switched on A sudden clearness, a clarity Hidden away, in every locked toilet I've been waiting for you ing the Joiner's Arms I know your name I know your name I've danced with you We're all friends here Silver slugs lined up like bullets Rolled up twenties, they disappear You make my tounge loose You make my tounge loose I am hopeful and stutter-free You make my tounge loose You make my tounge loose I am hopeful Friday night I do all the talking A pint and a fight, the dance floor is mine Truth serum and limbs that won't listen Drunken "I love yous", on top of the world And when it runs out We're chasing something we'll never catch And when it runs out We buy more A flatness so bleak, I've been bitten by a vampire A flatness bleaker than the one it replaced You make my tounge loose You make my tounge loose I am hopeful and stutter-free You make my tounge loose You make my tounge loose I am hopeful I can charm I can charm them all