- アルバムの紹介
- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
LCD Soundsystem
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Dance Yrself Clean
Walking up to me expecting Walking up to me expecting words It happens all the time
Present company accepted Present company except the worst It happens every night
Ah-ahh Present company Excluded every time
Ah-ahh 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-ahh Present company Excluded in every way
Ah-ahh 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-ahh Present company Excluded in the night
Ah-ahh Present company Included in the fight
Ah-ahh Ah-ahh Ah-ahh
Don't you want me to wake up? もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Then give me just a bit of your time Arguments are made for make-ups 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 Go and dance yourself clean You're blowing Marxism to pieces Baby, they're arguments, the pieces
It's your show It's your show It's your show It's your show
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 ...
Make me into bigger pieces So some of me is home with you Wait until the weekend And we can make our dreams come true
And it's a-go Yeah, it's a-go And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best thing to do
Go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're blowing Marxism to pieces Maybe they're arguments, the pieces
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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