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Out Of The Blue Lyrics - Phrazes For The Young - Julian Casablancas

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 make pay were never the ones who deserve it 

And the ones who deserve it, they'll never understand it. 

Yes, I know I'm going to hell in a purple basket 

'least I'll be in another world while you're pissing on my casket.... 

 

How could you be 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

so perfect for me 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

Why can't you ignore 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

The things I did before 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

 

Somewhere along the way 

exacting vengence gave excitement 

Somewhere along the way 

that excitement turned to pleasure 

Somewhere along the way 

that pleasure turned to madness 

But 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 'em as I thanked 'em 

Yes, I know I'm going to hell in a leather jacket 

'least I'll be in another world while you're pissing on my casket 

 

All that I can do is sing a song of faded glory 

And all you got to is sit there, look great, and make 'em horny 

Together we'll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories 

About the way we feel today and tonight and in the morning... 

 

How could you be 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

So perfect for me 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

Why can't you ignore 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

The things I did before 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

 

Take all your fears 

pretend they're all true 

Take all your plans 

Pretend they fell through 

That's what it's like... 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

That's what it's like for most people in this world 

the rich or the poor 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

Muslims or Jews 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

when roles are reversed 

(oh-oh-ohh) 

opinions are too... 

(oh-oh-oh) 

That's all I'm gonna say now 

Before they come knocking on my door 

(oh oh ohh) 

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Copyright: Chappell Music, Inc., Warner

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