"I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute."
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute."
MGMT has been one of those bands that I've grown to love more and more as I've listened to them more and more. You know how it goes, you hear a band and you enjoy them, they hit your musical radar, you add them to your playlist shuffle, but you do not fall hard for them (not yet, at least). But they stick around, the pop up randomly and you find yourself singing along, they show up on mixes you make, and suddenly, without warning or provocation, you are seeking them out to listen to. You wake up in the morning with a song stuck in your head, tickling your lips, and becoming what you sing in the shower, or on that morning commute. You have to admit it then, you've sorta fallen.
I woke up singing this song, I sorta love it, and yeah, I've sorta fallen for MGMT.
L.
I went to Sovereign last night, and someone played an MGMT song on the jukebox :)
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