All My Friends - LCD Soundsystem

That's how it starts

We go back to your house

You check the charts

And start to figure it out

And if it's crowded, all the better

Because we know we're gonna be up late

But if you're worried about the weather

Then you picked the wrong place to stay

That's how it starts

It comes apart

The way it does in bad films

Except the part

Where the moral kicks in

You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can

And the next ten people who are trying to be polite

When you're blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France

Yeah, I know it gets tired, only where are your friends tonight?

And to tell the truth

Oh, this could be the last time

So here we go

Like a sales force into the night

And if I made a fool, if I made a fool

If I made a fool on the road, there's always this

And if I'm sued into submission

I can still come home to this

And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand

You can sleep on the plane or review what you said

When you're drunk and the kids look impossibly tanned

You think over and over, "Hey, I'm finally dead"

Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand

You can turn it on yourself, you ridiculous clown

You forgot what you meant when you read what you said

And you always knew you were tired, but then where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?

If I could see all my friends tonight

If I could see all my friends tonight

If I could see all my friends tonight

If I could see all my friends tonight