di Casablancas, Valensi, Hammond, Fraiture, Moretti
THE STROKES
Slip back out of whack at your best
It’s a nightmare
So I’m joining the Army
No house phones, but can I still call?
Will you wait for me now?
We got the right to live, fight to use it
Got everything but you can just choose it
I won’t just be a puppet on a string
Don’t go that way
I’ll wait for you
And I’m tired of all your friends
Listening at your door
But I want what’s better for you
So long, my friend and adversary
But I’ll wait for you