Lyrics:

This song is one big joke–really! The Killers' here are singing about how people thought they were indie when they were trying to be and succeeding at being a pop punk band in the early 00s.
Glamorous indie rock and roll is what I want
It's in my soul, it's what I need
Indie rock and roll, it's time
Two of us flipping through a thrift store magazine
She plays the drums, I'm on tambourine
Bet your, your bottom dollar on me

It's indie rock and roll for me
It's indie rock and roll for me
It's all I need
It's indie rock and roll for me

In a clutch, I'm talking every word for all the boys
Electric girls with worn-down toys
Make it up, break it up, what do you care?
Oh, what do you care?
I take my twist with a shout
A coffee shop with a cause, then I'll freak you out
No sex, no drugs, no life, no love
When it comes to today

Stay if you want to love me, stay
Oh, don't be shy, let's cause a scene
Like lovers do on silver screens
Let's make it, yeah, we'll cause a scene

It's indie rock and roll for me
It's indie rock and roll for me
It's all I need
It's indie rock and roll for me

(In a clutch, I'm)
Indie rock and roll for me (Talking every word for all the boys)
It's all I need
Make it up, break it up, what do you care?
It's indie rock and roll for me
(Two of us)
Indie rock and roll for me (Flipping through a thrift store magazine)
It's all I need
Make it up, break it up, what do you care?
It's indie rock and roll for me