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Lcd Soundsystem
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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Everybody's singing the same song
It goes "tonight, tonight, tonight,
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tonight, to night, tonight"
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I never realized these artists
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thought so much about dying
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But truth be told we all
have the same end
Could make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
But I'm telling you
This is the best news you're
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getting all week
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Oh sure it's ruling the airwaves
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What remains of the airwaves
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And we're frankly thankful for the market
psychology you're hipping us to
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And all the hits are saying
the same thing
There's only tonight, tonight, tonight,
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tonight, to night, to night
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Then life is finite
But shit, it feels like forever
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It feels like forever
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Oh is everybody feeling the same stuff?
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We're all wild
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Except for you
And you know who you are
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This is a love song
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And you're get ting older
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I promise you this; you're getting older
And there's improvements unless
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You're such a winner
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That the future's a nightmare
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And there's nothing I can do
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Nothing anyone can do about this
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And
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oh,
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I'm offering you a chance to get even
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But oh, you know very well
the dialect of negation
Sure enemies haunt you
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with spit and derision
But friends are the ones who
can put you in an exile
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But that's not right
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Verse 8
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And you're too sharp to be used
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Or you're too shocked from being used
By these bullying children
of the fabulous
Raffling off limited edition shoes
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And what's it you do again?
Oh I'm a reminder
The hobbled veteran of
the disk shop inquisition
Set to parry the cocksure
of men's sick filth
With my own late era middle-aged
ramblings
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ramblings
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Every lover favors the same things
It's all "touch me, touch me,
touch me, touch me tonight"
We maybe realize what it
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is we need before we die
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And luck is always better
than skill at things
We're flying blind
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Oh good gracious
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I sound like my mom
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But out of the little rooms and
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onto the streets
You've lost your internet and
we've lost our memory
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We had a paper trail that
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led to our secrets
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But embarrassing pictures
have now all been deleted
By versions of selves that we
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thought were the best ones
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'Till versions of versions
of others repeating
Come laughing at everything we
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thought was important
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While still making mistakes that
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you thought you had learned from
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And reasonable people know
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better than you
That cost in the long run but they
don't know the short game
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And terrible people know better
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than you
They're used and abused of
the once so dear listener
So you will be badgered and
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taunted until death
You're missing a party that
you'll never get over
You hate the idea that you're
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wasting your youth
That you stood in the background
oh until you got older
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But that's all lies
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That's all lies
Interlude 3
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Verse 12
It's gonna have to be good enough, I
can't do this anymore, my brain won't work

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