Finger Back - Lyrics - Vampire Weekend

Vampire Weekend is an American rock band from New York City, formed in 2006. They are currently signed to XL Recordings. The band consists of lead vocalist and guitarist Ezra Koenig, guitarist keyboardist and backing vocalist Rostam Batmanglij, drummer and percussionist Chris Tomson and bassist and backing vocalist Chris Baio. The band released its first album Vampire Weekend in 2008, which included the singles "Mansard Roof", "A-Punk", "Oxford Comma", "Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa" and "The Kids Don't Stand a Chance". The band's second album, Contra, was released in 2010. Their third studio album, Modern Vampires of the City, was released on May 14, 2013, winning them a Grammy Award for Best Alternative Music Album in 2014.

Bend my finger back, snap, wrap it in a paper towel Break a twig in half and set it straight Hit me with a wood bat, hit me with a canister That's fired while the soldiers drive away Bend my finger back, snap On and on and on and on for days Hit me with a wood bat, hit me like a yankee Like a son of freedom, never as a slave It's etiquette, you idiot, spend time behind the line Show sympathy to LA where the sun don't ever shine Everybody wants you, but baby, you are mine Baby, you aren't anybody's fool Bless me with a heart attack, a real crise cardiaque And show me where to find the surgeon's knife Eviscerate me now, hack, take me to my punishment The punishment I've needed all my life Bend my finger back, snap On and on and on and on with strife Listen to my bum rap, listen to the evidence Exonerating me from being right It's etiquette, you idiot, spend time behind the line Show sympathy to LA where the sun don't ever shine Everybody wants you, but baby, you are mine Baby, you're not anybody's fool I know that I've been wicked and the road to hell is wide Cursed by curiosity that made us go inside Everyone was charming, we'd took 'em for a ride Baby, you're not anybody's fool Bend my finger back, snap, wrap it in a paper towel Break a twig in half and set it straight Hit me with a wood bat, hit me with a canister That fires while the soldiers drive away Bend my finger back, snap On and on and on and on for days Hit me with a wood bat, hit me like a yankee Like a son of freedom, never as a slave It's etiquette, you idiot, spend time behind the line Show sympathy to LA where the sun don't ever shine Everybody wants you, but baby, you are mine Baby, you're not anybody's fool The harpsichord is broken and the television's fried The city's getting hotter like a country in decline Everyone's a coward when you look 'em in the eyes Baby, you're not anybody's fool Sing next year in Jerusalem You know, the one at W. 103rd and Broadway? Cuz this orthodox girl fell in love with the guy at the falafel shop and why not? Should she have averted her eyes and just stared at the laminated poster of the dome of the rock? And remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye I don't wanna live like this but I don't wanna die Condolences to gentle hearts who couldn't bear to try I don't wanna live like this but I don't wanna die Remembrances of holy days in Tarrytown and Rye I don't wanna live like this but I don't wanna die