The Strokes - Drag Queen lyrics

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, it's something that you do
To get it right end up reviled for it
Yeah, that's the thanks I get

I don't understand your fucked-up system
This sinister city try to sell the water
Try to sell the air
Try to sell your daughter
Try to sell her hair verse:

'We all want to watch the fight'
'Is it on Sunday?' hide in a hole with a gun
In your hand in front of
Someone you want dead, I guess?
Hiding in your suit

I did not know that


They're bringing me 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
It's just something that you do
To get it right end up reviled for it
Yeah, that's the thanks I get

Jail, that's what you get
Stepping to the system profiting from war
Fighting as the victim always wanting more
Trying to trick your brothers
Get them to fight it for you

I cannot believe my eyes
Darling I can tell you lies
"Coast to coast, LA to Chicago"
I don't know geography all that well yeahhh

Defying Western logic
Even if it shows you're wrong
I guess that's a classic
Been with us all along