Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julian Casablancas
Julian Casablancas
Vocals
Albert Hammond Jr
Albert Hammond Jr
Electric Guitar
Nick Valensi
Nick Valensi
Electric Guitar
Nikolai Fraiture
Nikolai Fraiture
Bass Guitar
Fabrizio Moretti
Fabrizio Moretti
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Casablancas
Julian Casablancas
Songwriter
The Strokes
The Strokes
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Kahne
David Kahne
Producer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Well, I don't feel better when I'm fucking around And I don't write better when I'm stuck in the ground So, don't teach me a lesson 'cause I've already learned Yeah, the sun will be shining, and my children will burn Oh, the heart beats in its cage I don't want what you want I don't feel what you feel See, I'm stuck in a city But I belong in a field Yeah, we got left, left, left Left, left, left, left Now, it's three in the morning And you're eating alone Oh, the heart beats in its cage All our friends, they're laughing at us All of those you loved, you mistrust Help me, I'm just not quite myself Look around, there's no one else left I went to the concert, and I fought through the crowd Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around Oh, he gets left, left, left Left, left, left, left And I'm sorry you were thinking I would steal your fire Oh, the heart beats in its cage Yes, the heart beats in its cage Alright And the heart beats in its cage
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