Sangtekst: Strokes. Angles. Taken For A Fool.

Sister, a penitence yesterday
Sister, don't you forget my number on the door
You've got something and it's so good to see
Something wonderful that I could not be

Everybody hanging on for their lives
But you can't help them
'Cause you don't have the time

I know everyone goes
Any damn place they like
I hope this goes over well
On the toxic radio, yeah

You get taken all the time for a fool
But I don't know why
You're so gullible but I don't mind
That's not the problem

And I don't need anyone with me right now
Monday, Tuesday is my weekend
You get taken for a fool all the time
Oh, I don't know why

The loco-moments you're putting on me
I can't let you do those things when it means
It's so early I don't wanna wake up
Oh we're so lucky 'cause we never grew up

Mama, it feels like just yesterday
Mama, don't you forget my number
I don't wanna be the one at the door

I know everyone goes
Any damn place they choose
And I hope everyone will
On the toxic radio

Jewish in the ghetto, not afraid of anything
Except that, and anything else
That could maybe hurt the most, yeah

You get taken all the time for a fool
But I don't know why
You're so gullible but I don't mind
That's not the problem

And I don't need anyone with me right now
Monday, Tuesday is my weekend
You get taken all the time for a fool
But I don't know why

You get taken all the time for a fool
But I don't know why
But I don't know why