FOLIE AH DUDE by Joseph Trohman
For me, and maybe for the rest of us, this was a return to what FALL OUT BOY meant to me in the first place. It meant, way back when, 4 piece of sh*t guys getting together to create music that was exciting to them. And in that, this was the epitomy of playing music. I feel like if that was ever lost, between the incarnation of this band and what we became, this was us finding "that" again. It made me remember that I actually want to do this for a long, long time, and that it was possible to return to the beginning. It may not sound that way, but it sure feel that way."
For me, and maybe for the rest of us, this was a return to what FALL OUT BOY meant to me in the first place. It meant, way back when, 4 piece of sh*t guys getting together to create music that was exciting to them. And in that, this was the epitomy of playing music. I feel like if that was ever lost, between the incarnation of this band and what we became, this was us finding "that" again. It made me remember that I actually want to do this for a long, long time, and that it was possible to return to the beginning. It may not sound that way, but it sure feel that way."
So I've been googleling (it's that how you write that verb?)the lyrics of this song and there's a lots of versions,so I'll try to just make one,if you think that my ears have too much wax, comment and I'll edit it...
I got the midnight tennis elbow
Got the solitaire burn
Took a turn
An ace up my sleeve (so to speak)
I wanna choke (you)
Get sick off of you
Like second hand smoke
Ya got me sweeting like Calcuta nights
Just return epiphany
I am a wing (wing)
I'm a prayer (prayer)
A thimble in the making
A promise from a poor apocathary
To an understudy in love fornlon
I'll give a heatstroke
I'm gettin' you and I'm losin' me
We'd get legendary
Tonight little darlin'
Uh huh,little darlin'
But I've got a nomadic head
I love you but I caught the doom and dread
I got the midnight tennis elbow
Got the solitaire burn
Took a turn
An ace up my sleeve (so to speak)
I wanna choke (you)
Get sick off of you
Like second hand smoke
Ya got me sweeting like Calcuta nights
Just return epiphany
I am a wing (wing)
I'm a prayer (prayer)
A thimble in the making
A promise from a poor apocathary
To an understudy in love fornlon
I'll give a heatstroke
I'm gettin' you and I'm losin' me
We'd get legendary
Tonight little darlin'
Uh huh,little darlin'
But I've got a nomadic head
I love you but I caught the doom and dread