Strokes. First Impressions of Earth. 15 Minutes. Zeneszám

It was all just a dream, oh no
Yet I wish it was real
All my pets they were there and they smiled
Take a shit, it was fine

Everybody so inviting
They've got it in for me, I know
It's not that I don't really love you
It's just that I don't really know

The hateful things you think you want to say
Time will turn them into jokes, yup
Yes, it was all just a dream, oh no
Was it real? I don't know, I hope so

Here we go, can I play? Can I watch?
You would like one more night in your life
I saw worlds, they don't stop, they're like us
They go fast, like a sun that's been shot

Everybody at the party shouldn't worry if I'm there
Everybody at the party shouldn't worry what they wear
'Cause today they'll talk about us
And tomorrow they won't care

This whole life, is it a dream? I can't tell
I got up and I wait then I fell
I recall you were all there with me
Overjoyed and at peace

First time around, second took so long
Third time's a charm, circle of fourths
Five days to rehearse, six to make it work
Seven notes in a scale

Eight in some countries, nine in fancy keys
Ten years we've been friends, eleven seconds to hell
And of course, twelve major chords