Julian Casablancas - Phrazes for the Young

I just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where cities come together, to hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just how you plan
I looked up to you but you thought I would look the other way

And you hear, what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So whens it coming? This life's new great movement that I can join
The warning here
Your faith has got to be greater than your fear

Forgive them even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
Your are looking for your own voice, but your nervous
While it leaves you trapped in another dimension

Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I got a mind full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, oh no, at least deliberately
No one really cares or wanders why anymore
Oh I got music, coming outta my hands and feet and kisses
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run

Forgive them even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
Were so quick to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated, man was on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world your not inviting me
But don't think that yet, to the top, now know what to do

We might be here for a late night
Stuck in a lava flow of brakelights
I can hear a rattling bass drum
Driving back to where it came from

Sit back on
I shop therefore I am the cause
Protect me from what I was

Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it
Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it
Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it
Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it
Timing is everything, timing is everything
Timing is everything, timing is everything
Timing is everything, timing is everything

I match your feat where ... is me
We'll sho me a super night crossing roads or highways
In the afterlife of supercities, gravity devours ... right beneath

No bad time for kids who hate sports
Mothers crying at the airport
Finding the dreams you left behind to do
Waving goodbye your young heart cries for you

Sit back on
You're finding it out together,...
We were born waiting alive
Grabbing the future by the eyes

Getting the hang of it, getting the hang of it
Timing is everything, timing is everything
Getting the hang of it, timing is everything
Getting the hang of it, timing is everything
Timing the hang of it, getting is everything
Getting the time of it, everything hangs on this
Hanging the getting of, timing the getting of

Our bodies they die like yours degrade
We fuel and recharge the ...
My .. myself, ... homeward bound
Where did you go, you were my ride home
Is that what we want?
Is everything shot?
Is that what you ask for?
'Cause that's what we got

Life is destined
Life is destined