Lcd Soundsystem - Dance yrself clean

^BbWalking up to me expecting, ^Gmwalking up to me Expecting ^Bbwords, it happens all the ^Gmtime ^BbPresent company accepted, ^Gmpresent company Except the ^Bbworst, it happens every ^Gmnight

Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm....Present comp^Bbany, excluded every ^Gmtime Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm....Present comp^Bbany, the best that you can ^Gmfind

^BbTalking like a jerk, except you ^Gmare an actual jerk And living ^Bbproof that sometimes friends are ^Gmmean ^BbPresent company expect it, ^Gmpresent company Just laugh it ^Bboff, it's better than it ^Gmseems

Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm....Present comp^Bbany, excluded every ^Gmway Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm....Present comp^Bbany, makes me want to ^Gmstay

^BbKilling it with close inspecting, ^Gmkilling it Can only make it ^Bbworse, it sort of makes it ^Gmbreed ^BbPresent company accepting, ^Gmpresently we all Expect the ^Bbworst, works just like a ^Gmneed

Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm....Present comp^Bbany, excluded in the ^Gmnight Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm....Present comp^Bbany, makes me wanna f^Gmight Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm...........Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm......... Aaa^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm...........Ah-^Bbahh^Cm...^Gm.........

^BbDon't you want me to wake ^Gmup? Then give me just a bit of your time Arguments are made from make outs So give it just a little more time ^BbWe've got to bring our res^Gmults I wanna play it 'til the time comes But there's a string of divorces You go and throw your little hands up ^BbI miss the way the night c^Gmomes With friends who always make it feel good This basement has a cold glow Though it's better than a bunch of others ^BbSo go and dance yourself c^Gmlean Go and dance yourself clean You're throwing marks into pieces Baby, they're arguments, the pieces ^BbIt's your show ^Gm It's your show It's your show It's your show Work a little bit ^BbEvery night's a different ^Gmstory It's a thirty car pile-up with you Everybody's getting younger It's the end of an era, it's true And you go Stop, stop, stop, stop ^BbMake me into bigger pieces^Gm It's as though he's home with you Wait until the weekend And we can make our dreams come true And it's a-go, Yeah, it's a-go And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best thing to do ^BbGo and dance yourself clean^Gm Go and dance yourself clean You're throwing marks into pieces Maybe they're arguments, the pieces, Oh! ^BbWe should try a little harde^Gmr In the tedious march of the few Every day's a different warning There's a part of me hoping it's true