LCD Soundsystem — ​tonite electric lady sessions

[Verse 1] Yeah, everybody's singing the same song It goes, "Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight" I never realized that these artists thought so much about dying 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 getting all week Oh sure it's ruling the airwaves Or what remains of the airwaves And we're frankly thankful for the market psychology you're hipping us to Yeah, all the hits are saying the same thing There's only tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight And life is finite But shit, it feels like forever It feels like forever Hey Hey [Verse 2] Oh is everybody feeling the same stuff? We're all wild Except for you And you know who you are This is a love song And you're getting older I promise you this; you're getting older And there's improvements unless You're such a winner That the future's a nightmare And there's nothing I can do Nothing anyone can do about this And oh, oh-oh I'm offering you this chance to get even But oh, oh-oh You know very well the dialects of negation Sure enemies haunt you with spit and derision But friends are the ones who can put you in exile But that's not right [Verse 3] And you're too sharp to be used Or you're too shocked from being used By these bullying children of the fabulous Raffling off limited edition shoes And what's it you do again? Oh I'm a reminder The hobbled veteran of the disk shop inquisition Sent to parry, parry the cocksure of mem-stick filth With my own late era middle-aged ramblings Every lover favors the same things It's all "touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me tonight" We maybe realize what it is we need before we die And luck is always better than skill at things We're flying blind Oh good gracious Sorta sound like my mom [Verse 4] But out of the little rooms and onto the streets You've lost your internet and we've lost our memories We had a paper trail which led to our secrets Now embarrassing pictures have just all been deleted By versions of selves that we thought were the best ones 'Til versions of versions of others repeating Come laughing at everything you thought was important While still making mistakes that you thought you had learned from And beautiful people know better than you That cost in the long run but they can't play the short game And terrible people know better than you The use and abuse of the wants of dear listener Still you will be badgered and taunted and told that You're missing some party that you'll never get over You hate the idea that you're wasting your youth That you stood in the background oh until you got older But that's all lies That's all lies That's all lies That's all lies