Out Of The Blue

Julians Casablancas - Out Of The Blue
Somewhere along the way, my hopefulness turned to sadness,
Somewhere along the way, my sadness turned to bitterness,
Somewhere along the way, my bitterness turned to anger,
Somewhere along the way, my anger turned to vengeance.
And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it,
And the ones who deserved it, theyll never understand it,
Yes , I know Im goin to hell in a purple basket,
At least Ill be in another world while youre pissin on my casket.
How could you be so perfect for me?
Why cant you ignore the things I did before?
Somewhere along the way, exacting vengeance gave excitement,
Somewhere along the way, that excitement turned to pleasure,
Somewhere along the way, that pleasure turned to madness,
Sooner or later that kind of madness turns into pain.
And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it,
Those who helped me along the way, I smacked them as I thanked them,
Yes , I know Im goin to hell in a leather jacket,
At least Ill be in another world while youre pissin on my casket.
All that I can do is sing a song of faded glory,
All you got to do is sit there, look great, and make them horny.
Together well sing songs and tell exaggerated stories,
About the way we feel today in the night and in the morning.
How could you be so perfect for me?
Why cant you ignore the things I did before?
Take all your fears, pretend theyre all true,
Take all your plans, pretend they fell through.
But thats what its like,
Thats what its like for most people in this world.
Rich or the poor.
Muslims or Jews.
When roles are reversed.
Opinions are, too.
Thats all Im gonna say now.
Before you come knocking on my door now.