Letra de The Adults Are Talking - The Strokes
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The Adults Are Talking
The Strokes
Produced by Rick Rubin
Album The New Abnormal
[Verse 1]
They've been sayin' you're sophisticated
They're complainin', overeducated
You are saying all the words I'm dreaming
Say it after me
Say it after me
They will blame us, crucify and shame us
We can't help it if we are a problem
We are tryin' hard to get your attention
I'm climbin' up your wall
Climbin' up your wall
[Chorus]
Don't go there 'cause you'll never return
I know you think of me when you think of her
But then it don't make sense when you're trying hard
To do the right thing, but without recompense
And then you did something wrong and you said it was great
And now you don't know how you could ever complain
Because you're all confused 'cause you want me to
But then you want me to do it the same as you
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
You were waitin' for the elevator
You were sayin' all the words I'm dreaming
No more askin', questions, or excuses
Information's here
Here and everywhere
[Chorus]
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Don't go there 'cause you'll never return
I know you think of me when you think of her
But then it don't make sense when you're trying hard
To do the right thing but without recompense
And then you did something wrong and you said it was great
And now you don't know how you could ever complain
Because you're all confused 'cause you want me to
But then you want me to do it the same way as you, and but
[Bridge]
I don't, I don't want anything
I know it's not, it's not your fault
I don't want anyone
As I do in life for you
[Break]
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ooh, ooh
[Outro]
Stockholders
Same shit, a different life
I'll get it right sometime
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
[Spoken]
Yeah boy, here we go
And a one, and a two, and a three
Here we go friends (Hold on, I can't)
Maybe that's a kooky situation
So let's go back to the old key, old tempo, everything
The Strokes
Produced by Rick Rubin
Album The New Abnormal
[Verse 1]
They've been sayin' you're sophisticated
They're complainin', overeducated
You are saying all the words I'm dreaming
Say it after me
Say it after me
They will blame us, crucify and shame us
We can't help it if we are a problem
We are tryin' hard to get your attention
I'm climbin' up your wall
Climbin' up your wall
[Chorus]
Don't go there 'cause you'll never return
I know you think of me when you think of her
But then it don't make sense when you're trying hard
To do the right thing, but without recompense
And then you did something wrong and you said it was great
And now you don't know how you could ever complain
Because you're all confused 'cause you want me to
But then you want me to do it the same as you
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
You were waitin' for the elevator
You were sayin' all the words I'm dreaming
No more askin', questions, or excuses
Information's here
Here and everywhere
[Chorus]
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-adults-are-talking-the-strokes.php
Don't go there 'cause you'll never return
I know you think of me when you think of her
But then it don't make sense when you're trying hard
To do the right thing but without recompense
And then you did something wrong and you said it was great
And now you don't know how you could ever complain
Because you're all confused 'cause you want me to
But then you want me to do it the same way as you, and but
[Bridge]
I don't, I don't want anything
I know it's not, it's not your fault
I don't want anyone
As I do in life for you
[Break]
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ooh, ooh
[Outro]
Stockholders
Same shit, a different life
I'll get it right sometime
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
Oh, maybe not tonight
[Spoken]
Yeah boy, here we go
And a one, and a two, and a three
Here we go friends (Hold on, I can't)
Maybe that's a kooky situation
So let's go back to the old key, old tempo, everything
