LCD Soundsystem - All My Friends



that's how it starts- we go back to your house
you check the charts- and start to figure it out
and if it's crowded, all the better-
because we 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

and so it starts- you switch the engine on
we set controls for the heart of the sun-
one of the ways we show our age
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.

you spent the first five years trying to get with the plan
and the next five years
trying to be with your friends again
oh, you're talking 45 turns just as fast as you can
yeah I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend

it comes apart- the way it does in bad films.
except in parts- when the moral kicks in
though when we're running out of the drugs-
and the conversation's winding away
I wouldn't trade one stupid decision-
for another five years of life

Oh, you drop the first 10 years just as fast as you can
and the next 10 people who are trying to be polite
when you're blowing 85 days in the middle of France
Yeah I know it gets tired
only where are your friends tonite?

to tell the truth- this could be the last time
so here we go- like a sales force into the night
and 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 sewn into submission-
I can still come home to this.

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 leave impossible tan
you think over and over "hey, I'm finally dead"

Oh if the trip and the plan come apart in your hands
you can turn it on yourself your ridiculous clown
You forgot what you meant when you read what you said
and yeah we knew you were tired, but then
where are your friends tonight?

if i could see all my friends tonite

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