sur bloc party (it's so cold in this house)

TOM- sur bloc party
Yorke: are you french?
TOM- non, et vous?
Yorke: never been
TOM- so your not a fanatic of voting the referendum no?
Yorke: just want me own land
TOM- your land? land?, i’m quite sure they been to jamaica this musicians
Yorke: how a nigger came to this! what a show the worlds become! how he strikes the cords! who would have thought! best band in europe t’say must be. and now here in mexico
TOM- very much of an achivement, i’ll smile up to that, someway we might not be coming to an end...
Yorke: ...to revisit jazz and close the door into a rum and roll party you mean?
TOM- and then of course mean a thing, speak out loud, not caring
Yorke: heck/what!? i’ll admit it is always nice looks of the band hiting the drums up to fun
TOM- and manage the quality, focus i mean
Yorke: many a familiar notes with the masters i hear, and, then again, many a band plays the fun and sounds well not oe’r a year, two at the most
TOM- play it cool boy and rather manage me a bet for, say, five years, seven doubles. are we allright?
Yorke: -i’m on allright