Yeah, I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge. The kids are coming up from behind. I'm losing my edge. I'm losing my edge to the kids from France and
Sound of silver talk to me makes you want to feel like a teenager until you remember the feelings of a real life emotion of teenager then you think again
New York, I Love You But you're bringing me down New York, I Love You But you're bringing me down Like a rat in a cage Pulling minimum wage New York
I wish that we could talk about it, But there, that's the problem. With someone new I could have started, Too late, for beginnings. The little things
Walking up to me expecting words It happens all the time Present company excepted: Present company, except the worst? It happens every night, Present
Drunk girls (x4) (Drunk girls) Drunk girls cause a couple of heart attacks (Drunk girls) Drunk girls are unusually mild (Drunk boys) Drunk boys
Its time to get away, its time to get away from you Its time to get away, its time to get away from you You brought a lot of money But me, [look it?s
What will you say when the day comes When it's no fun When it's all done When it's no fun What will you say when the time comes There's a dry run when
The time has come, the time has come, the time has come today The time has come, the time has come, the time has come today The time has come, the time
Where is love? it's the only thing left it's the one thing I want I got everything else I said, where is love? it's the only thing left it's the one
And it feels like it won't come on And it takes like you're full of love Still the time never to pay on Still the time never to pay on And it feels like
[And nobody's falling in love Everybody here needs a shove And Nobody's getting any touch Everybody thinks that it means too much And nobody's coming
Wasted and complacent and you about the same but still i want to get it on with you tonight when i was a little boy i laid down in the grass i'm sure
But all i know, is all i know is the disco infiltrator fo sho but all i see, is all i see but still you want it owwww stop, you cant believe, what you
Daft punk is playing at my house, my house I?ll show you the ropes, kid, show you the ropes Got a bus and a trailer at my house, my house I?ll show
(Instrumental)
[Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah] (x3) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah... yeah, hey, hey
Home- home in the late-night and away- away in the half-life except Saturday- crushed by the boring until played and plagued again by the tourists when