The Kooks - Young Folks

"Ao toque do amor, todo mundo se torna um poeta."

(Platão)

The Kooks - Young Folks

If   I told you things I did before

Told you how I used to be

Would you go along with someone like me ?

If you knew my story word for word

Had all of my history

Would you go along with someone like me ?

I did before and had my share

It didn´t lead nowhere

I would go along with someone like you

It doesn´t matter what you did

Who you were hanging with

We could stick around and see this night through

And we don´t care about the young folks

Talkin´´ bout the young style

And we don´t care about the old folks

Talkin´´ bout the  old style too

And we don´t care about their own faults

Talkin´´ bout our own style

All we care ´bout is talking

Talking, baby, you and  me

Usually when things have gone this far

People tend to disappear

No one will surprise me unless you do

I can tell there´s something goin´on

Hours seems to disappear

Everyone is leaving I´m still with you

It doesn´t matter what we do

Where we are going too

We can stick around and see this night through

And we don´t care about the young folks

Talkin´´ bout the young style

And we don´t care about the old folks

Talkin´´ bout the old style too

And we don´t care about their own faults

Talkin´´ bout our own style

All we care´´ bout is talking

Talking, baby, me and you

And we don´t care about the young folks

Talkikn´´ bout the young style

And we don´t care about the old folks

Talkin´´ bout the old style too

And we don´t care about their own faults

Talkin´´bout our own style

All we care´bout is talking

Talking, baby, me and you

Usually when things have gone this far

People tend to disappear

No one will surprise me unless you do.