Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Yeah Yeah Yeahs (2003) by Yeah Yeah Yeahs (보컬) on maniadb.com

Bang bang bang, the bigger, the better

You ain't a baby no more, baby
You ain't no bigger than before, baby
I'll rub that cheap black off your lips, baby
So take a swallow as I spit, baby

As a fuck, son you sucked (x8)

My skin tonight is a-blazing
But I don't think you're my type
What I need tonight's the real thing, yeah
I need the real thing, tonight

As a fuck, son you sucked (x8)

The bigger, the better!
Bang, bang, bang
The bigger, the better!

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah

What I need tonight is the real thing, yeah!
I need the real thing tonight
Yeah, yeah, yeah

It was the struggle of the century
And all the grown men came to see
The girl who could tame the tiger, yeah, yeah
The heart of the Southern lovebirds
They found her under the sea
She said she came from cell block 3

The girl hit hot like a barracuda baby
She floated on air like a crest of a wave
She was a primal institution
She was a danger to herself, yeah
Mad lovin' by the cold hearted
Take a deep breath, babe cause we've just started

Mystery Girl
Mystery Girl
Keep on fakin' your mystery world
Cause, the mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys

Not a day goes by I wanna disappear
Into her a eyes, a mother pearl
And my head feels dead from all this useless fightin'
But my heart ain't dead cause it keeps on lovin'

The girl hit hot like a barracuda, baby
She floated on air like a crest of a wave
She was a primal institution
She was a danger to herself, yeah
Mad lovin' by the cold hearted
Take a deep breath, babe cause we've just started

Mystery Girl
Mystery Girl, yeah
Keep on fakin' that mystery world
Cause the mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys, yeah

The mystery boys will be your toys, yeah
The mystery boys will be your toys
They'll be your toys, yeah girls
They'll be your toys, alright...

One, two, three, four
Art Star [x8]
I got a deal in Tokyo
I got a rep in France
I got a agent in Rome
Shit i got a gallery in New York!
Its a mad house this modern life
Its a mad house my faithless bride
Art Star

As the cars go by under the sun like an enemy
You wonder X3
As a spider comes and looks at you like an enemy
You wonder X3
Yeah miles, miles away
She's hurting people in a better world
Miles, miles away
Dressed again in the hot water
and you're more beautiful than ever
Looking in the car rear view mirror

Floor is hard uncomforted
By the second time she wondered she hungered she hungers
Like a killer's wife
As the cars go by X3
Yeah, as the cars go by
Miles, miles away
She's hurting people in a better world
Miles, miles away
Dressed again in the hot water
Well you're more beautiful than ever
Looking in the car rear view mirror
Yeah, you're more beautiful than ever
Miles, miles, miles, miles away
Miles, miles away...

I may be dead honey
but I was left with my eyes
and underneath sugar
well I’ve been sunk by your lies
and my heart baby
is cold and blue
we’re two of a kind baby
me and you

it’s our time sweet baby
to break on through

it’s the year to be hated
so glad that we made it
‘cuz all the kids in the street
whisper sounds that sweet
the stars under their feet
well it’s the year to be hated

one two ready go
it’s our time, it’s our time, it’s our time, it’s our time
it’s our time, it’s our time, it’s our time
to be hated
all right
to be hated
come on kids
it’s our time, it’s our time, it’s our time, it’s our time
it’s our time, it’s our time, it’s our time
to be hated
all right

it’s the year to be hated
so glad that we made it
‘cuz all the kids in the street
whisper sounds that sweet
the stars under their feet
well it’s the year to be hated
well it’s the year to be hated
well it’s the year to be hated
well it’s the year to be hated