The Strokes Going Shopping

Like a tiger, they will chase you down With words instead of claws They will seduce you 'til you reach the point To let yourself get mauled, oh The worse reality gets, the less you wanna hear about it Solidarity can be difficult When you got cool stuff to lose I wanna be a 7-foot zombie The pay is low, but I gotta do somethin' I'm at the mall and the song is bumpin' There goes my future wife in the little red jumpsuit I'm goin' away to the country Don't wander off too far I'm goin' out my mind Throwin' all my plans out the window Don't wanna waste my life I'll see you on the other side I've been thinkin' about what I wanna say But I'm an old man now At least that's what they tell me anyway We've been expanding on our greatness Building future ruins We're buildin' castles from the bones of dead trees Molded from the shattered ashes of the Dead Sea I moved away to the country I had to change my way But I kinda miss you now Stockbrokers flyin' out the window I kinda miss that sound Don't wanna wake up Pa (Haha) (Doo-doo-doo-doo) (Doo-doo-doo-doo) (Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo) (Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo) I can't wait, I'm goin' shoppin' I'm at the mall and the song is bumpin' I wanna be a 7-foot starfish Above the law, a political puppet I'm goin' back to the city I'm 'bout to lose my mind I'm gonna stay alive I'm climbin' out through the window I miss the shops and malls I'm gonna meet you there Still throwin' my phone out the window I'm gonna soothe my soul Can't wait, I'm goin' shoppin' If you're better than me, you don't have to judge me