Chapter 1 - Ancient Era
Artist: Ratha Nou & Aaron Baker
Chapter 2 - Street
Artist: Wesley Kandel
Produced by Brian Covalt at Moving Colour
Chapter 3 - School
Artist: Aaron Baker
Chapter 4 - Toys
Directed by Sam Mason
Chapter 5 - Circuitry
Artist: Anthony Scheppard
Chapter 6 - Speakeasy
Artist: Wesley Kandel
Produced by Brian Covalt at Moving Colour
Chapter 7 - Underwater
Artist: Aaron Baker
Chapter 8 - Moon
Artist: James Morr at Arcade
Graphics by James Morr
The Strokes trying to tell people how good or bad memories should keep in your private storage, Julian Casablanca is the main roots of The Strokes music, simple bass line, easy lazy drum beat, and powerfull voices by Julian is the perfect combination music, The Strokes single "Ode to The Mets" is taken from The New Abnormal album
So here is the complete The Strokes "Ode to The Mets" Lyrics:
Up on his horse, up on his horse
Not gonna wake up here any more
Listen one time
It’s not the truth
It’s just a story
I tell to you
Easy to say
Easy to do
But its not easy - well maybe for you?
Hope that you find it
Hope that it’s good
Hope that you read it
I think that you should
Cuts you some slack as he sits back
Sizes you up
Plans his attack
—Drums please, Fab—
I got it all
I got it all waiting for me
Down on the street
But now you gotta do something special for me
I'm gonna say what’s on my mind
Then I’ll walk out
Then I’ll feel fine
Yeah, I’m under his thumb, I’m on his back
I will not show my teeth too quick
I needed you there
I needed you there
But I didn’t know
I didn’t know
Go alone
I’ll go alone
We’ll go alone
I’ll go alone
Back from his trip
He’s at the door
When he gets back
He’s on the phone
Innocent eye
Innocent heart
No it’s not wrong
But it’s not right
Innocent times
Out on his own
Not got gonna do that
Come out of control
I was just bored
Playing the guitar
Learned all your tricks
Wasn’t too hard
It’s the last one now
I can promise you that
I’m gonna find out the truth
When I get back
Gone now are the old times
Forgotten, time to hold on the railing
the Rubix cube isn’t solving for us
Old friends long forgotten
The old ways at the bottom
Of the ocean now has swallowed
The only thing that’s left
is us - so pardon
The silence that you’re hearing
Is turning into
A deafening painful shameful roar
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