Lyrics

Everything seems to go wrong when I stop drinking Everything seemed to go my way last night Everything seems so wrong to me this morning I know things will be brighter later tonight... On Ludlow Street, Chinatown's coming On Ludlow Street, Puerto Ricans are runnin' On Ludlow Street, soon musicians will haunt it On Ludlow Street, where Indians once hunted And it's hard to just move along While I surrendered my ego you fed yours All my fantasies died when you said yours I have dangled my pride to forget yours Will my mind be at ease when you get yours? We'll find out soon enough... It started back in 1624 The Lenape tribes would soon get forced from their home Soon we'll all get pushed out now as soon as I get sober I remember why I drank it all away ...On Ludlow St. Nauseous regrets are calling me on the phone My shoes they seem to be my only home The only thing to last will be my bones Oh, tonight you hear the animals next door to you moan On Ludlow Street, faces are changing On Ludlow Street, yuppies invading On Ludlow Street, night-life is raging On Ludlow Street, history's fading And it's hard to just move along While I surrendered my ego, you fed yours All my fantasies died when you said yours I have dangled my pride to forget yours Will my mind be at ease when you get yours? We'll find out soon enough While they defended their ego, you fed yours All their fantasies died when you said yours They have dangled their pride to forget yours Will their souls be at ease when you get yours? We'll find out soon enough I'll find out soon enough
Writer(s): Julian Casablancas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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