Drag Queen - The Strokes

80's people dancing, oooh

Always get it right

I'd listen but I can't tonight

I can't tonight, I can't tonight

Well there's something that you do to get it right

And I provide for it

And that's the thanks I get

I don't understand

Your fucked up system, messing up the city

Try to sell the water

Try to sell the air

Try to sell your daughter

Try to sell her hair

We are one who want to fight(?)

I know there's a gun in your hand

Writhing in your suit

I did not know that

Bring you back to my past

I got my head in my hands

I got my head in my-I got my head in my hands

I got my head in my-

I got my head into something that you do to get it right

And I provide for it

And that's the thanks I get

Yeah, that's what you get

Step into the system

Probably found war

Fighting as the victim

Always wanting more

Trying to trick your brothers

Get them to fight it for you

I can not believe my eyes

Got it right but can't unite

Got too close to make it together

I don't know you, how could we get there?

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

If I could work some magic

You could change your room

I guess that's a classic

Are you leaning for the door?