1.Yeah New York
Yeah, New York
Yeah, Manhattan
Yeah, New York
Yeah, Big Apple
Come on, come on
Red hair pink eyes, aw
Goodbye
Red hair pink eyes, aw
Goodbye
Lavender pink dye, aw
Goodbye
Lavender pink dye, aw
Goodbye
2.Bang
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
Bang, bang, bang the bigger the better
Bang, bang, bang the bigger the better
Bang, bang, bang the bigger the better
Bang, bang, bang the bigger the better
You ain't a baby, no more baby
You ain't no bigger than before baby
I'll rub that cheap black off your lips baby
So take a swallow as I spit baby
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
My skin tonight is a blazing
But I don't think you're my type
What I need tonight's the real thing
I need the real thing tonight
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
As a fuck son, you sucked
The bigger the better
Bang, bang, bang
The bigger the better
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What I need tonight is the real thing, yeah
I need the real thing tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Come on alright
3.Mystery Girl
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
It was the struggle of the century and all the grown men came to
see
The girl who could tame the tiger, yeah, yeah
The heart of the Southern lovebirds, they found her under the
sea
She said she came from cell block 3
The girl hit hot like a barracuda baby
She floated on air like a crest of a wave, she was a primal
institution
She was a danger to herself, yeah mad lovin' by the cold hearted
Take a deep breath, babe 'cause we've just started
Mystery girl, mystery girl
Keep on fakin' your mystery world
'Cause, the mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys
Not a day goes by I wanna dissappear
Into her a eyes, a mother pearl
And my head feels dead from all this useless fighting
But my heart ain't dead 'cause it keeps on lovin'
The girl hit hot like a barracuda baby
She floated on air like a crest of a wave, she was a primal
institution
She was a danger to herself, yeah mad lovin' by the cold hearted
Take a deep breath, babe 'cause we've just started
Mystery girl, mystery girl, yeah
Keep on fakin' that mystery world
'Cause the mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys
They'll be your toys, yeah girls
They'll be your toys, alright
4.Art Star
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
I've been working on a piece
That speaks of sex and desperation
I've been screwing on the tracks
Of abandoned train stations
One, two, three, four
Art star
Art star
Art star
Art star
Art star
Art star
Art star
Art star
I got a dealer in Tokyo
I got a rep in Paris
I got an agent in Colone
Shit, I got a gallery in New York
It's a mad house, this modern life
It's a mad house, my faithless bride
Art star
Art star
Art star
Art star
5.Miles Away
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
As the cars go by
Under the sun
Like an enemy, you wonder
You wonder, you wonder
As a spider comes
And looks at you
Like an enemy, you wonder
You wonder, you wonder
Well, miles, miles away
She's hurt fewer people in a better world
Miles, miles away
Dressed again in all her wonder
Well, you're more
Beautiful than ever
Looking in the car's
Rear view mirror
Floor is hard uncomforted
By the second time she wondered
She hungers, she hungers
Like a killers wife
Oh, as the cars go by
As the cars go by
Oh, as the cars go by
Yeah, as the cars go by
Miles, miles away
She's hurt fewer people in a better world
Miles, miles away
Dressed again in all her wonder
Well, you're more
Beautiful than ever
Looking in the car's
Rear view mirror
Well, you're more
Beautiful than ever
Miles, miles, miles, miles away
Miles, miles away
6.Our Time
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
I may be dead honey but I was left with my eyes
And underneath sugar well, I've been stung by your lies
And my heart baby, is cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby, we're me and you
It's our time sweet babe to break on through
It's the year to hated, so glad that we made it
'Cause all the kids in the street, whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet, well, it's the year to be hated
One, two, ready？ Go
It's our time, our time, our time, our time
Our time, our time, our time, to be hated
Alright, to be hated, oh, oh, oh
Come on, kids
It's our time, our time, our time, our time
Our time, our time, our time, to be hated
Alright, well, it's the year to be hated
So glad that we made it
'Cause all the kids in the street, whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet, well, it's the year to be hated
Alright, yeah, it's the year to be hated
Uh, huh, well, it's the year to be hated
Alright, well, it's the year to be hated
7.Countdown
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
Trailer red like the sea
Well I'm the son of a crowded bed
Find your love's gonna count for me
Your love that breathes, breeds
Gonna paste up our damn heads
We're gonna drop, gonna drop, gonna count for me
Your love that breathes, breeds
Your love that's catchin' the breeze
Son of a crowded bed
Son of a cloudy night
We'll find your love's gonna count for me
Your love's gonna count for me
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown, yeah
Waitin' for a chance to pass
Some ho say, some say, now go
Lookin' for a chance for speed
Well a love that breathes, breeds
High time getting past black
Gonna drop, gonna drop, gonna count for me
Your love that breathes, breeds
Well your love that's catchin' the breeze
Son of a crowded bed
Son of a cloudy night
Find your love's gonna count for me
Your love's gonna count for me
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown
We'll countdown, we'll countdown, yeah
8.The Sweets
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen O, Nick Zinner
Green shadow, water weight all over, all over me
The end will shelter me away from me
Can we meet again, meet and meet, and meet, and meet again？
Can ya fill the can if ya can't fill me？
Who ya following？ Who ya starting to move like？
Who ya falling for？ Who ya falling for？ Whose lies？
Who ya following, who ya falling for？
This sound's on your side
Secret blue, purple, pink and green right over it
Oh, hold on 'cause the coldest hasn't fought yet
Well, if we meet again, meet and meet, and meet, and meet again
Can ya catch the can if you can't fill it？
How will you want something to hit
With spinning again and again, and again, and again？
What's your crime？ What's your crime？
Well, how will you want？ How will she sit？
What's spinning again and again, and again, and again
What's your crime？
What's your, what's your, what's your, what's your
What's your crime, crime, crime？
What's your, what's your, what's your, what's your
What's your crime？
9.Sealings
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Orzolek, Nick Zinner
Checked my glove for the cash
It was all for the one, for the one
Slept my baby through it all
Checked my door for the crash
Shut like the first, you shut the last
I won, I won, slept my baby through it all
I want out, I want out
I want out, I want out
Drop, drop down a floor
Shoot, shoot out your mouth
These days are scraped from ceilings
Drop, drop down a floor
Shoot, shoot out your mouth
These days are scraped from ceilings
I want out, well, I want
Checked my glove for the cash
It was all for the one, for the one
Slept my baby through it all
Checked my door for the crash
Shut like the first, you shut the last
I won, I won, slept my baby through it all
Love is in the metal
Love is in the metal
Love is in the metal
Love is in the ooh
Who loves who？
Love is in the metal
Love is in the metal
Love is in the metal
Love is in the ooh
Who loves who？
Drop, drop down a floor
Shoot, shoot out your mouth
These days are scraped from ceilings
Drop, drop down a floor
Shoot, shoot out your mouth
These days are scraped from ceilings
I want out, well I want, I want
Left my love for the cash
Left my love for the cash
Left my love for the cash
Only one can pass
Left my love for the cash
Left my love for the cash
Only one can pass
Left my love for the cash
10.Let Me Know
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Orzolek, Nicholas Zinner
I couldn't see, I couldn't hear
It shut me off when you were near
Like a cloud a dusty mirror
It disappears, you disappear
All the sudden, all alone
I'm calling out, I'm calling
Love's gonna let me know
Like the day you took me home
We counted every minute left to go
My love's gonna let you know
Ooh, wah
Ooh, wah
Ooh, wah
Time without you drags me down
It all feels right with you around
It all feels right with you around
Like the night we hit the ground
And all the lightning sends a chill
Can't forget about you still
All the sudden, all alone
I'm calling out, I'm calling
Love's gonna let me know
Like the day you took me home
We counted every minute left to go
My love's gonna let you know
I'm calling, Love's gonna let me know
Like the day you took me home
We counted every minute left to go
My love's gonna let you know
I'm calling out, I'm calling
I'm calling out, I'm calling
I'm calling out, I'm calling
I'm calling out, I'm calling
I'm calling out, calling out
11.Diamond Sea
Lyricist：Kim Gordon, Thurston Moore, Lee Renaldo, Steve Shelley
Time takes its crazy toll
And how does your mirror grow
You better watch yourself when you jump into it
'Cause the mirror's gonna steal your soul
I wonder how it came to be my friend
That someone just like you has come again
You'll never, never know how close you came
Until you fall in love with the diamond rain
Throw all his trash away
Look out he's here to stay
Your mirror's gonna crack when he breaks into it
And you'll never never be the same
Look into his eyes and you can see
Why all the little kids are dressed in dreams
I wonder how he's gonna make it back
When he sees that you just know it's make-belief
Blood crystallized as sand
And now I hope you'll understand
You reflected into his looking glass soul
And now the mirror is your only friend
Look into his eyes and you will see
That men are not alone on the diamond sea
Sail into the heart of the lonely storm
And tell her that you'll love her eternally
12.Poor Song
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
Baby, I'm afraid of a lot of things
But I ain't scared of lovin' you
Baby, I know you're afraid of a lot of things
But don't be scared of love
'Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a damn to me
'Cause all I see
Is what's in front of me
That's you
Well, I've been dragged
All over the place
I've taken hits
Time just don't erase
And baby I can see
You've been fucked with too
But that don't mean
Your loving days are through
'Cause people will say
All kinds of things
That don't mean a damn to me
'Cause all I see is what's in front of me
That's you
Well, I may be just a fool
But I know you're just as cool
And cool kids
They belong together
13.Miles Away (John Peel Session)
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
As the cars go by under the sun like an enemy
You wonder, you wonder, you wonder
As a spider comes and looks at you like an enemy
You wonder, you wonder, you wonder
Well miles, miles away
She's hurt few people in a better world
Miles, miles away
Dressed again in the hot water
Well you're more beautiful than ever
Looking in the car's rear view mirror
The floor is hard uncomforted by the second time
She wondered, she hungers, she hungers like a killers wife
Oh as the cars go by, as the cars go by
As the cars go by, yeah as the cars go by
Miles, miles away
She's hurt few people in a better world
Miles, miles away
Dressed again in the hot water
Well you're more beautiful than ever
Looking in the car's rear view mirror
Well you're more beautiful than ever
Miles, miles, miles, miles away
Miles, miles away
14.Yeah! New York
Lyricist：Brian Chase, Karen Lee Orzolek, Nicholas Joseph Zinner
Yeah, New York
Yeah, Manhattan
Yeah, New York
Yeah, Big Apple
Come on, come on
Red hair pink eyes, aw
Goodbye
Red hair pink eyes, aw
Goodbye
Lavender pink dye, aw
Goodbye
Lavender pink dye, aw
Goodbye
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