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Paroles - Ode To The Mets, The Strokes

Trouvez les paroles de la chanson Ode To The Mets, issue de l'album The New Abnormal du groupe new-yorkais The Strokes. Bonne chance!
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Answer
Up
on
his
horse,
up
on
his
horse
Not
gonna
wake
up
here
znymore
Listen
one
time,
it's
not
the
truth
It's
just
a
story
I
tell
to
you
Easy
to
say,
easy
to
do
But
it's
not
easy,
well,
maybe
for
you
Hope
that
you
find
it,
hope
that
Answer
it's
good
Hope
that
you
read
it,
think
that
you
should
Cuts
you
some
slack
as
he
sits
back
Sizes
you
up,
plans
his
attack
Da
da
da
Drums
please,
Fab
And
I
got
it
all,
I
got
it
all
Waitin'
for
me
down
on
the
street
But
now
you
Answer
gotta
do
something
special
for
me
I'm
gonna
say
what's
on
my
mind
Then
I'll
walk
out,
then
I'll
feel
fine
Yeah,
I'm
under
his
thumb,
I'm
on
his
back
I
will
not
show
my
teeth
too
quick
I
needed
you
there,
I
needed
you
there
But
I
didn't
know,
Answer
I
didn't
know
Go
alone
I'll
go
alone
We'll
go
alone
I'll
go
alone
Back
from
his
trip
He's
at
the
door
When
he
gets
back,
he's
on
the
phone
Innocent
eye,
innocent
heart
No,
it's
not
wrong,
but
it's
not
right
Innocent
time,
out
on
his
own
Not
gonna
Answer
do
that,
fuck,
I'm
out
of
control
I
was
just
bored,
playin'
the
guitar
Learned
all
your
tricks,
wasn't
too
hard
It's
the
last
one
now,
I
can
promise
you
that
i'm
gonnz
find
out
the
truth
when
I
get
back
Gone
now
are
the
old
times
Forgotten,
time
to
Answer
hold
on
the
railing
The
Rubik's
Cube
isn't
solving
for
us
Old
friends,
long
forgotten
The
old
ways
at
the
bottom
of
The
ocean
now
has
swallowed
The
only
thing
that's
left
is
us
So
pardon
the
silence
that
you're
hearing
It's
turnin'
into
a
deafening,
painful,
shameful
roar
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