Texty: Bloc Party. Price Of Gas.

I've been driving, a mid sized car, I never hurt anyone Is that a fact? The price of gas keeps on rising Nothing comes for free Make like a stone, make like a plant I can tell you, how this ends We're going to win this With spades and truncheons, guns and trowels That is how the war will be won Just swat the fly Taking care of cars and bodies Nothing ever comes for me The ghosts are here, red white and blue I can tell you how this ends We're going to win this