1.A-Punk
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Willi Tomson
Johanna drove slowly into the city
The Hudson River all filled with snow
She spied the ring on His Honor's finger, oh oh oh
A thousand years in one piece of silver
She took it from his lily white hand
Showed no fear, she'd seen the thing
In the Young Men's Wing at Sloan-Kettering
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Ay ay ay ay! Ay ay ay!
His Honor drove southward seeking exotica
Down to the Pueblo huts of New Mexico
Cut his teeth on turquoise harmonicas, oh oh oh
I saw Johanna down in the subway
She took an apartment in Washington Heights
Half of the ring lies here with me
But the other half's at the bottom of the sea
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Look outside at the raincoats coming, say oh
Ay ay ay ay! Ay ay ay ay!
2.Mansard Roof
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
I see a mansard roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eaves
The ground beneath my feet, the hot garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings, I can see them, too
I see a mansard roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eaves
The ground beneath my feet, the hot garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings, I can see them, too
The Argentines collapse in defeat
The admiralty surveys, the remnants of the fleet
The ground beneath their feet is a nautically mapped sheet
It's thin as paper while it slips away from view
3.Oxford Comma
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma？
I've seen those English dramas, too, they're cruel
So if there's any other way to spell the word
It's fine with me, with me
Why would you speak to me that way？
Especially when I always said
That I haven't got the words for you
All your diction, dripping with disdain
Through the pain, I always tell the truth
Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma？
I climbed to Dharamshala too, I did
I met the highest lama
His accent sounded fine to me, to me
Check your handbook, it's no trick
Take the chapstick, put it on your lips
Crack a smile, adjust my tie
Know your boyfriend, unlike other guys
Why would you lie about how much coal you have？
Why would you lie about something dumb like that？
Why would you lie about anything at all？
First the window, then it's through the wall
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth
Check your passport, it's no trick
Take the chapstick, put it on your lips
Crack a smile, adjust my tie
Know your butler, unlike other guys
Why would you lie about how much coal you have？
Why would you lie about something dumb like that？
Why would you lie about anything at all？
First the window, then it's through the wall
Why would you tape my conversations？
Show your paintings at the United Nations
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth
4.Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
As a young girl, Louis Vuitton
With your mother on a sandy lawn
As a sophomore with reggaeton
And the linens, you're sitting on
Is your bed made？
Is your sweater on？
Do you wanna fly？
Like you know I do, like you know I do, ooh
This feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel, too
But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel
Can you stay up to see the dawn
In the colors of Benetton？
Is your bed made？
Is your sweater on？
Do you wanna fly？
Like you know I do, like you know I do, ooh
This feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel too
But this feels so unnatural
Peter Gabriel
Is your bed made？
Is your sweater on？
Do you wanna fly？
Like you know I do, like you know I do, ooh
5.M79
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
It's gonna take a little time
While you're waiting like a factory line
I'll ride across the park
Backseat on the 79
Wasted days you've come to pass
So go, I know you would not stay
It wasn't true but anyway
Pollination yellow cab
You walk up the stairs
See the French kids by the door
Up one more flight
See the Buddha on the second floor
Coronation rickshaw grab
So go, I know you would not stay
It wasn't true but anyway
Racist dreams you should not have
No excuse to be so callous
Dress yourself in bleeding Madras
Charm your way across the Khyber Pass
Stay awake to break the habit
Sing in praise of Jackson Crowther
Watch your step along the arch of
No excuse to be so callous
Dress yourself in bleeding Madras
Charm your way across the Khyber Pass
Stay awake to break the habit
Sing in praise of Jackson Crowther
Watch your step along the arch of glass
6.Campus
Lyricist：Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig
I wake up, my shoulder's cold, I've got to leave you
Before I go, I pull my shirt on, walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor
I pull my shirt on, walk out the door
Drag my feet along the floor
Then I see you, you're walking 'cross the campus
Cruel professor, studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again？
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again？
Walk to class in front of ya
Spilled kefir on your keffiyah
You look inside and turn to the door
Drag your feet along the floor
Then I see you, you're walking 'cross the campus
Cruel professor, studying romances
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again？
How am I supposed to pretend
I never want to see you again？
In the afternoon
You're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony
After class
In the afternoon
You're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony
After class
In the afternoon
You're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony
After class
In the afternoon
You're out on the stone and grass
And I'm sleeping on the balcony
After class
7.Bryn
Lyricist：Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig
Ion displacement won't work in the basement
Especially, when I'm not with you
Here in the heartland, a feeling so startling
I don't what I should do
Oh Bryn, you see through the dark
Right past the fireflies that sleep in my heart
You know, it's easy to see
Wait for the season to come back to me
Lights by the ocean
A westerly motion that moves California to sea
Eyes like a seagull
No Kansas born beetle could ever come close to that free
Oh Bryn, you see through the dark
Right past the fireflies that feed in my heart
You know, it's easy to see
Wait for the season to come back to me
8.One (Blake's Got A New Face)
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
Occident out on the weekend
That's the way that we relax
English breakfast tastes like Darjeeling
But she's too cute to even ask
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Nastiness will cause your doom
Turn and walk back to your room
The precedent's already set now
You spend a week in Old San Juan
Spanish brownstone with chairs of leather
And Spanish waves to roll along
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Majesty's not overheard
Cryptographs can't stand the word
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
(Blake's got a new face)
Blake's got a new face
Oh, your collegiate grief
Has left you dowdy in sweatshirts
Absolute horror
9.I Stand Corrected
Lyricist：Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig
You've been checking on my facts
And I admit I have been lax
In double screening what I say
It wasn't funny anyway
I stand corrected
I stand corrected
No one cares when you are wrong
But I've been at this far too long
To act like that when we should be
In perfect harmony
I stand corrected
I, oh, I stand corrected
Lord knows I haven't tried
I'll take my stand one last time
Forget the protocol
I'll take your hand right in mine
I stand corrected
I, oh, I stand corrected
10.Walcott
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane？
Don't you wanna get out of Cape Cod？
Out of Cape Cod tonight？
Walcott, mystic seaport is that way
Don't you know that your life could be lost？
Out of Cape Cod tonight
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane？
Don't you wanna get out of Cape Cod？
Out of Cape Cod tonight？
Walcott, 'The Bottleneck' is a shit show
Hyannis port is a ghetto
Out of Cape Cod tonight
The lobster's claw is sharp as knives
Evil feasts on human lives
The holy Roman empire roots for you
Walcott, all the way to New Jersey
All the way to the Garden State
Out of Cape Cod tonight
Walcott, fuck the women from Well fleet
Fuck the bears out in Province town
Heed my words and take flight
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane？
Don't you wanna get out of Cape Cod？
Out of Cape Cod tonight？
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane？
Don't you wanna get out of Cape Cod？
Out of Cape Cod tonight？
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane？
Don't you wanna get out of Cape Cod？
Out of Cape Cod tonight？
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane？
Don't you wanna get out of Cape Cod？
Out of Cape Cod tonight？
11.The Kids Don't Stand A Chance
Lyricist：Christopher Joseph Baio, Rostam Batmanglij, Ezra Koenig,
Christopher Tomson
A devastatin' backstroke
All the way from France
With shiny, shiny cuff links
A shirtsleeve to enhance
The pin striped men of mornin'
Are comin' for to dance
With pure Egyptian cotton
The kids don't stand a chance
You criticize the practice
By murderin' the plans
Ignorin' all the history
Denyin' them romance
The pin striped men of mornin'
Are comin' for to dance
Forty million dollars
The kids don't stand a chance
I didn't like the business
But that was at first glance
Your pillow feels so soft now
But still you must advance
The pin striped men of mornin'
The partners in the dance
Paper's shot to pieces
The kids don't stand a chance
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