Bastille – Club 57

Club 57

[Verse 1]
I came to the city
Was armed to the teeth
With ideas and desires
As my only company

[Pre-Chorus]
I got the keys to the car
You got the keys to my head
You call it karma, karma
And I call it bad luck instead
Well

[Chorus]
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or are we just craving attention?
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or do we just want satisfaction?

[Post-Chorus]
Is it–?
Is it–?

[Verse 2]
Cut to Paradise Garage
There's paint on my hands
Making art for the masses
Out of lines off of your body

[Pre-Chorus]
I got the keys to the car
You got the keys to my head
You call it karma, karma
I call it bad luck instead
Uh

[Chorus]
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or are we just craving attention?
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or do we just want satisfaction?

[Post-Chorus]
Is it–?
Is it–?

[Bridge]
Drugs, fame and money (Is it—?)
A spotlight on our subway scene
Club 57 (Is it—?)
The city got the best of me
Drugs, fame and money (Is it—?)
A spotlight on our subway scene
Club 57 (Is it—?)
The city took the best of me

[Chorus]
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or am I just craving attention?
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or do I just want satisfaction?
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or are we just craving attention?
Is it love?
Is it l-l-love?
Or do we just want satisfaction?

[Outro]
Drugs, fame and money, uh
Club 57, uh
Drugs, fame and money, uh
Club 57, uh


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