I'm feelin' rough, I'm feelin' raw, I'm in the prime of my life Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars This is our decision, to live fast and die young We've got the vision, now let's have some fun Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? Forget about our mothers and our friends We're fated to pretend To pretend We're fated to pretend To pretend I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and diggin' up worms I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone But there is really nothing, nothing we can do Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew The models will have children, we'll get a divorce We'll find some more models, everything must run its course We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end We were fated to pretend To pretend We're fated to pretend To pretend I said yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm feelin' rough, I'm feelin' raw, I'm in the prime of my life Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars This is our decision, to live fast and die young We've got the vision, now let's have some fun Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? Forget about our mothers and our friends We're fated to pretend To pretend We're fated to pretend To pretend I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and diggin' up worms I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone But there is really nothing, nothing we can do Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew The models will have children, we'll get a divorce We'll find some more models, everything must run its course We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end We were fated to pretend To pretend We're fated to pretend To pretend I said yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah
A versão original da faixa já havia sido lançada no EP *Time to Pretend* antes de chegar ao álbum de estreia *Oracular Spectacular*.
O single foi disponibilizado em 7" e CD, contendo como B‑side a gravação ao vivo “Weekend Wars” em uma sessão da BBC Radio 1 e o tema “Metanoia”.
Em 2009, o título foi relançado no Reino Unido depois de aparecer na série teen *Skins*, impulsionando seu alcance internacional.
O sucesso da música é evidenciado pelo fato de ter sido classificada como a 493ª maior canção de todos os tempos pela *Rolling Stone* e a 90ª no ranking da *NME*.
O álbum *Oracular Spectacular*, que inclui a faixa, chegou a ocupar a 494ª posição no mesmo ranking da *Rolling Stone*, destacando a importância da canção dentro de um trabalho aclamado.
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