The Strokes - The Adults Are Talking

They've been sayin', you're sophisticated
They're complaining, over-educated
You are saying all the words I'm dreaming
Say it after me
Say it after me

They will blame us, crucify, and shame us
We can't help it, if we are a problem
We are trying hard to get your attention
I'm climbing up your wall
Climbing up your wall

Don't go there, 'cause you'll never return
I know you think of me, when you think of her
But then it don't make sense when you're trying hard
To do the right thing but without recompense
And then you did something wrong and you said it was great
And now you don't know how you could ever complain
Because you're all confused, 'cause you want me to
But then you want me to do it the same as you

You were waiting for the elevator
You were saying, all the words I'm dreaming
No more asking, questions or excuses
The information's here, here and everywhere

Don't go there, 'cause you'll never return
I know you think of me, when you think of her
But then it don't make sense when you're trying hard
To do the right thing but without recompense
And then you did something wrong and you said it was great
And now you don't know how you could ever complain
Because you're all confused, 'cause you want me to
But then you want me to do it the same way as you, and, but

I don't, I don't want anything
I know it's not, it's not your fault
I don't want anyone
As I do, it's not for you

Stockholders
Same shit, a different life
I'll get it right some time
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight

Yeah boy, here we go
And a one, and a two, and a three
Here we go friends (Hold on, I can't)
Maybe that's a kooky situation
So let's go back to the old key, old tempo, everything

The Strokes - Not The Same Anymore

You're not the same anymore
Don't wanna play that game anymore
You'd make a better window than a door
Oh, the strangers, they implore
It gets so easy to ignore
Just like the girl next door

Uncle's house, it was noon
Sorry, boy, I can't employ ya
You are strange, but I like you
Sorry, this is overdue
I promised I would do it right
Her and a boy on a Saturday night

And now the door slams shut
A child prisoner grows up
To seek his enemy's throat cut
(I'm on and on it, on and on and on it)
We're on the way, fuel the jet
Can see that what he wants, he gets
What does your sworn enemy regret?

I didn't know, I didn't care
I don't even understand
Did somethin' wrong, I wasn't sure
Stay on top of this, or else
I was afraid, I fucked up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I couldn't change, it's too late

And now it's time to show up
Late again, I can't grow up
And now it's on me, they've given up

Uncle's house, I forget
Violent tendencies I get
Your timing sucks, she went overboard
Don't forget, you are insured
I didn't know, I wasn't sure
Can't remember all that well
I couldn't change, was too late
Yeah, yeah, yeah

The Strokes - Why Are Sunday's So Depressing

I sing a song
I paint a picture
My baby's gone
And I don't miss her
Like a swan
I don't miss swimming
All my friends left
And they don't miss me

Can't take it, babe
Your body talks to me
Like in a movie, babe
I let it resonate, yeah

I want your time (Time, time)
Don't ask me questions (Questions, questions)
That you don't want (Want, want)
The answers to (To, to)

I love you in the morning, so you know it's no lie
You're hiding in the background, but you wanna be found
You've got me on my back and now I've gotta think fast
You're hiding in the background, but you wanna be found

I take it easy, babe, I
I get down, it's automatic, I
I've come to believe in that
That too much time is evil

I transition in
I'm making your body wait
Like on an aeroplane
Please baby, take me away, yeah

I want your time (Time, time)
Don't ask me questions (Questions, questions)
That you don't want (Want, want)
The answers to (To, to)

I know
I know
I know
I know

I kinda miss the nine to five, yeah
Do those things that you can't hide
I scramble, fight just like a child

I'm staying hungry
I'm staying hungry
I'm staying hungry
I'm staying hungry
Not getting angry
I'm staying hungry
Not getting angry
Still staying hungry, yeah

Hold on, hold on, hold
The click was always in you Fab
It was never on
It was never on

The Strokes - Bad Decisions

Dropped down the lights, I'm sitting with you
Moscow, 1972
Always singin' in my sleep
I will leave it in my dreams

Oh, makin' bad decisions
Oh, makin' bad decisions
Making bad decisions for you
Oh, makin' bad decisions
Uh-oh, makin' bad decisions
Makin' bad decisions for you

Pick up your gun
Put up your glove
Save us from harm
Safe or alone

Oh baby, I hang on everything you say
I wanna write down every word
But do me a favor when you come through
When I look around, don't wanna see you
I don't take advice from fools
Never listenin' to you

Oh, makin' bad decisions
Yeah, making bad decisions
Oh, making bad decisions with you
Oh, makin' bad decisions
Uh-oh, makin' bad decisions
Oh, makin' bad decisions with you

Pick up your gun
Put up those glove
Save us from harm
Safe or alone

You, you didn't listen to me
But I, I didn't listen to you
I waited so long listening for
Something to go

I'm makin' bad decisions
Really, really bad decisions
I'm makin' bad decisions
On you, on you
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I'm not gonna give a lot of credit
I don't know how to use how
'Cause I can't, I can't
I can't, can't make anymore>