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LCD Soundsystem
LCD Soundsystem


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Откуда New York City, USA
Жанры Dance-punk
Годы 2001—н.в.
Лейблы DFA Records
См. также !!!
Hot Chip
Out Hud
The Juan Maclean
Сайт Website
Состав
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Nancy Whang
Tyler Pope
Pat Mahoney
Gavin Russom
David Scott Stone



Тексты песен LCD Soundsystem

Текст песни "Dance Yrself Clean"


Walking up to me expecting walking up to me
Expecting words it happens all the time
Present company accept it present company
Except the worst it happens every night

Ah aaaaah present company
Excluded every time
Ah aaaaaah present company
The best that you can find

Talking like a jerk
Except you are an actual jerk
And living proof that sometimes friends are mean

Present company expect it present company
Just laugh it off it's better than it seems

Ah aaaaaah present company
Excluded in every way
Ah aaaaaah present company
Makes me wanna stay

Killing it with close inspecting
Killing it can only make it worse
It sort of makes it breed
Present company accepting
Presently we all expect the worst
Works just like a need

Ah aaaaah present company
Excluded in the night
Ah aaaaah present company
Included in the fight

Ah aaaaaaaah, ah aaaaaaaah, aaaaaah
Ah aaaaaaah

Don't you want me to wake up?
Then give me just a bit of your time
Arguments are made from make outs
So give it just a little more time

We've got to bring our results
I wanna play it 'til the time comes
But there's a string of divorces
You go and throw your little hands up

I miss the way the night comes
With friends who always make it feel good
This basement has a cold glow
Though it's better than a bunch of others

So go and dance yourself clean ..ooow
Go and dance yourself clean yeah
You're throwing marks into pieces
Baby, they're arguments, the pieces

It's your show (x4)

Work a little bit ......?

Every night's a different story
It's a thirty car pile-up with you
Everybody's getting younger
It's the end of an era, it's true

And you go
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)

Break(?) me into bigger pieces
So some of me is home with you
Wait until the weekend
And we can make our bad dreams come true

And it's ago yeah, it's ago
And if we wait until the weekend
We can miss the best things to do, oh

Go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean
You're throwing marks into pieces
Maybe they're arguments the pieces

Oh

We should try a little harder
In the tedious march of the few
Every day's a different warning
There's a part of me hoping it's true

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