Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus begins like any song on Dua Lipa's new album, Future Nostalgia, might. And that's odd. Luckily, the distorted voice of New Yorker Casablancas soon appears. And it does so to make clear the predominant message of The Strokes' new album, The New Abnormal: I'm alone, I love you but not anymore. Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus continues the intimate vein established with Selfless and radically expands upon it with lyrics in which Casablancas plays with double meanings, alcoholism, love, and friends.
One shot is never enough
I just wait for us to go in circles
The opening lines of this song are like its title : Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus. There are so many ways to interpret the first lines of Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus…
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Given Julian Casablancas ' past struggles with alcohol , "shot" could refer to a shot of liquor. Considering his divorce last year (verse 2: "just wait till we go in circles"), "shot" could mean opportunity. Whatever it is, one shot is never enough.
His ex-wife, Juliet, is mentioned later in "Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus," a track in which Julian Casablancas, in a way, welcomes back his new-old life. That life which, among other achievements, was arguably responsible for The Strokes' first and best album: Is This It. Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus may be a far cry from the trashy sound of the New Yorkers' debut. And we couldn't care less.
Translation of Brooklyn bridge to chorus
[Verse 1]
One shot is never enough
I just wait for us to go in circles
A lifetime of giving my all for you
(Hostile, give me a break
Don't say it's in the bottle of air)
One shot/shot/chance is never enough
I just wait for us to go in circles
A life of giving it all for you
Hostile, give me a break
Don't say it's in the air bottle
[Pre-Chorus]
And first, he would tell me I'm his friend
Actually, no thanks, I'm okay
And then he would send weird looks my way
And first he would tell me that I am his friend
Actually, no thanks, I'm fine.
And then he would send me weird looks in my direction
[Chorus]
I want new friends, but they don't want me
They're making plans while I watch TV
Thought it was them, but maybe it's me
I want new friends, but they don't want me
I want new friends, but they don't want me
They're making plans while I'm watching TV
I thought it was them, but maybe it's me
I want new friends, but they don't want me
[Post Chorus]
And the '80s song, yeah, how did it go?
When they said, "This is the beginning of the best years"
Even though, false, break
And the song of the Eighties, what was it like?
When they said, "This is the beginning of the best years"
despite, fake, break
[Verse 2]
One shot is never enough
I just wait for this to go into circles
And the distance from my room, is anything necessary?
I was thinking about that thing that you said last night, so boring
One shot is never enough
I just wait for this to go in circles
And the distance from my room, is it something so necessary?
I've been thinking about that thing you said last night, so boring.
[Pre-Chorus]
And the '80s bands? Oh, where did they go?
Can we switch into the chorus right now?
And the gang of the Eighties? What happened to her?
Can we get to the chorus right now?
[Chorus]
I want new friends, but they don't want me
They have some fun, but then they just leave
Is it just them? Or maybe there me?
Why, my new friends don't seem to want me
I want new friends, but they don't want me
They have a good time, but then they leave
Are they? Or maybe it's all because of me?
Why, it seems that my new friends don't like me
[Post Chorus]
Hurts my case, but that's okay
It hurts my case, but that's okay
We're dancing on a moonbeam
On and on and on and on and on
My case hurts, but it's alright
My case hurts, but it's alright
We're dancing under the moonlight
And we carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
[Bridge]
The deeper I get, the less that I know
That's the way that it goes
The less that I know, the deeper I go
Juliet, I adore
The deeper I get, the less that I know
Diminishing returns, oh
The more I get involved, the less I know
This is how it works The less I know, the more I get involved
Juliet, I adore
The more I get involved the less I know
Return the shutdown/depreciation/understatement, oh
[Outro]
Oh that's how it goes
All I wanna say
on another song
on another day
on another song
on another day
on another song
on another break
Oh and that's how it goes
all i want to say
in another song
on another day
in another song
on another day
in another song
on another break
Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus is a prodigious leap of originality for The Strokes, daring to explore a new sound they haven't quite made us accustomed to. We love it.
