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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LCD Soundsystem
LCD Soundsystem
Performer
James Murphy
James Murphy
Vocals
Pat Mahoney
Pat Mahoney
Musician
Tyler Pope
Tyler Pope
Musician
Gunnar Bjerk
Gunnar Bjerk
Musician
Matthew Thornley
Matthew Thornley
Musician
Al Doyle
Al Doyle
Musician
Gavin Russom
Gavin Russom
Musician
Nancy Whang
Nancy Whang
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Murphy
James Murphy
Songwriter
Tyler Pope
Tyler Pope
Songwriter
Pat Mahoney
Pat Mahoney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Murphy
James Murphy
Producer
Bob Weston
Bob Weston
Mastering Engineer
Gunnar Bjerk
Gunnar Bjerk
Mixing Engineer
Matthew Thornley
Matthew Thornley
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
That's how it starts
We go back to your house
You check the charts
And start to figure it out
[Verse 2]
And if it's crowded, all the better
Because you know we're gonna be up late
But if you're worried about the weather
Then you picked the wrong place to stay
That's how it starts
[Verse 3]
And so it starts
We switch the engines on
We set controls for the heart of the sun
One of the ways that we show our age
[Verse 4]
And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
If the sun comes up and I still don't wanna stagger home
Then it's the memory of our betters
That are keeping us on our feet
[Verse 5]
No, you spent the first five years just as fast as you can
And the next five years trying to be with your friends again
No, you're talking forty-five turns just as fast as you can
Yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend
[Verse 6]
It comes apart
The way it does in bad films
Except the part
Where the moral kicks in
[Verse 7]
And when we're running out of the drugs
And the conversation's grinding away
I wouldn't trade one stupid decision
For another five years of life
[Verse 8]
No way, you drop the first ten years just as fast as you can
And the next ten suckers who are trying to be polite
No, you blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France
Yeah, I know it gets tired, where are your friends tonight?
[Verse 9]
Tell the truth
This'll be the last time
So here we go
Like a sales force into the night
[Verse 10]
Yeah, if I made a fool, if I made a fool
If I made a fool on the road, there's always this
And if I'm sued into submission
I can still come home to this
[Verse 11]
And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand
You can sleep on the plane or review what you said
When you're drunk and the kids look impossibly tanned
You think over and over, hey, I'm finally dead
Oh, when the trip and the plan come apart in your hand
You can turn it off yourself, you ridiculous clown
You forget what you meant when you read what you've got
And yeah, I knew you were tired of me
[Verse 12]
Where are your friends tonight?
Where are your friends tonight?
Where are your friends tonight?
[Verse 13]
If I could see all my friends tonight
If I could see all my friends tonight
If I could see all my friends tonight
If I could see all my friends tonight
Written by: James Murphy, Patrick Mahoney, Tyler Pope
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