Electric Bloom
Foals Lyrics


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This is a warning shot, your final call
An empty morgue with gurning hearts and hollowed crowns
And all I see is marching bands
Marching bands which never rest in broken stands
Butcher birds with useless throats
We're not safe of dying kings with plastic knives

[Chorus]
It's just another hospital
It's just another, it's just another

Captains made with metal tags
Flags brought down of hollowed crowns
It's everything without a time?
It's just a, it's just a

[Chorus]

Goodbye all, your marching bands
Laid to rest in broken stands
Butcher birds will fly away




This is not a warning call, your final shot
All I see is butcher birds will fly away, electric bloom

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Foals' song "Electric Bloom" are enigmatic and thought-provoking, with a strong sense of foreboding and impending doom. The song seems to be addressing societal and political issues, warning of a coming disaster. The opening line, "This is a warning shot, your final call," sets the tone for the rest of the song, as if the singer is trying to wake people up before it's too late.


The imagery in the lyrics is striking and intense, with mentions of "empty morgues with gurning hearts and hollowed crowns," "marching bands which never rest in broken stands," and "dying kings with plastic knives." These images suggest a world teetering on the edge of collapse, with broken systems and leaders who are incapable of leading effectively. The repeated mention of "butcher birds" is particularly intriguing, as these birds are known for impaling their prey on thorns or spikes, echoing the sense of danger and vulnerability expressed in the rest of the lyrics.


Despite the ominous tone of the verses, the chorus of the song takes on a slightly different tone, repeating the phrase "It's just another hospital" over and over. This repetition gives the impression that everything is becoming routine, that these disasters and tragedies are happening so frequently that they're losing their impact. The final line, "All I see is butcher birds will fly away, electric bloom," is ambiguous and open to interpretation, but it again implies that something is about to happen, that a climax or denouement is approaching.


Line by Line Meaning

This is a warning shot, your final call
This is a serious warning, your last chance to avoid something.


An empty morgue with gurning hearts and hollowed crowns
A lifeless place filled with people who are sad and empty inside.


And all I see is marching bands
All I see is a group of people moving forward in unison, possibly without purpose.


Marching bands which never rest in broken stands
People who continue to march forward, even though their platform is unstable or broken.


Butcher birds with useless throats
Birds who cannot sing, but are still dangerous predators.


We're not safe of dying kings with plastic knives
Even the powerful can be killed by something seemingly insignificant or weak.


It's just another hospital
A mundane, unremarkable place that everyone knows.


Captains made with metal tags
Leaders with identities that are defined by their status symbols.


Flags brought down of hollowed crowns
The symbols of power and authority being destroyed and devalued.


It's everything without a time?
Something that has no context or relevance to anything else.


Goodbye all, your marching bands
Farewell to the people who move forward together without thinking or stopping.


Laid to rest in broken stands
People who finally stop moving forward, even though their platform is unstable or broken.


Butcher birds will fly away
Predators who will eventually move on, leaving nothing behind.


This is not a warning call, your final shot
This isn't a warning anymore, it's the final opportunity.


All I see is butcher birds will fly away, electric bloom
The only thing that is certain is that the predators will eventually leave, and nature will continue on.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Edwin Thomas Congreave, Jack William Bevan, James Andrew Smith, Walter Gervers, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@gustavosaucedo9916

This is a warning shot, your final call
An empty morgue with gurning hearts and hollowed crowns
And all I see is marching bands
Marching bands which never rest in broken stands
Butcher birds with useless throats
We're not safe of dying kings with plastic knives

It's just another hospital
It's just another, it's just another

Captains made with metal tags
Flags brought down of hollowed crowns
It's everything without a time?
It's just a, it's just a

It's just another hospital
It's just another, it's just another

Goodbye all, your marching bands
Laid to rest in broken stands
Butcher birds will fly away
This is not a warning call, your final shot
All I see is butcher birds will fly away, electric bloom



All comments from YouTube:

@Baguenaudeur

For years this is the song I've been using to test my audio equipment because how instruments keep changing channels 😂

@ivanfsan5019

haha me too bro, the intro i mean

@lujanbignone596

i feel so sorry for the people who is missing this, so sorry

@gonzaarmt2818

Tarde o temprano caerán en este disco (?

@michael75005

just discovered this song... I missed something real bad

@jovenaleman

@@michael75005 you should try the all the alvum holy shit

@pauljohnpinkybennett3557

Seems quite a lot of heads have missed out on this one. Nomads, that's what they are.

@seb_foster

2-D! what u doin' here?! this isn't ur family!

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@user-nt1jw7xu1x

I love this song so much, it’s like the song of my life. it consists of anxiety and panic attacks, vivid emotions and at the same time an existential calm and illusion of freedom

@filoi2309

My country is currently in war, and this song is perfect for the moments. I love you guys so much

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