​i used to LCD Soundsystem

I used to dance alone of my own volition
I used to wait all night for the rock transmissions
So where'd you go?
You led me far away
And let me go
Let me go

I used to see your hands in their weird positions
Used to like your hair when you'd watch musicians
You said we'd know
Yeah, we'd know
But that's all wrong
That's all gone

You made me throw up hands at my own traditions
And then you'd have a laugh at my inhibitions
Oh sure, we're talking tough
Yeah, we're talking tough
Yeah, we're talking tough
Put on Suburban Lawns
In prone positions

Here we go
You led me far away
And let me go
I'm never far away
Here we go
Yeah, we know
But that's all wrong
That's all wrong