Song | Happyland - Vocal |
Artist | Joe Jackson |
Album | Joe Jackson: Night and Day II |
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It was on a summer night, she says, a year ago today | |
Packed, the place was packed | |
The chicos lookin' for some play | |
He wore a satin shirt and said a prayer to yemay?And he was calm and handsome | |
As they squeezed through to the bar | |
The girls were in tight dresses, just like sweets in cellophane | |
Everyone was there | |
Sabros鏮 from spanish harlem | |
And luz from camaguey | |
In her hand a single rose, and in her mouth a razorblade | |
Hot, the place was hot | |
Too many people to be safe | |
Who cared | |
It was our night | |
Watch us seize the day | |
And dance it all away... | |
Bailamos, esa noche, bailamos | |
In happyland | |
It was on a summer night, she says - yes, it was a year ago | |
Hot, the place was hot | |
But where else were they gonna go | |
And then she heard the screams | |
And saw the smoke come down | |
And then it really turned into the hottest club in town | |
She remembers all the firetrucks | |
And that maldito tv crew | |
And he, he didn't make it | |
So, "mi amor, this song's for you" | |
She's got red shoes on her feet | |
A nd a red smile on her face | |
And people say she's loca, to go back into that place | |
Who cared | |
This is my night | |
Watch me seize the day | |
And dance it all away... | |
Bailar? esta noche, bailar?In happyland |
It was on a summer night, she says, a year ago today | |
Packed, the place was packed | |
The chicos lookin' for some play | |
He wore a satin shirt and said a prayer to yemay? And he was calm and handsome | |
As they squeezed through to the bar | |
The girls were in tight dresses, just like sweets in cellophane | |
Everyone was there | |
Sabros kang from spanish harlem | |
And luz from camaguey | |
In her hand a single rose, and in her mouth a razorblade | |
Hot, the place was hot | |
Too many people to be safe | |
Who cared | |
It was our night | |
Watch us seize the day | |
And dance it all away... | |
Bailamos, esa noche, bailamos | |
In happyland | |
It was on a summer night, she says yes, it was a year ago | |
Hot, the place was hot | |
But where else were they gonna go | |
And then she heard the screams | |
And saw the smoke come down | |
And then it really turned into the hottest club in town | |
She remembers all the firetrucks | |
And that maldito tv crew | |
And he, he didn' t make it | |
So, " mi amor, this song' s for you" | |
She' s got red shoes on her feet | |
A nd a red smile on her face | |
And people say she' s loca, to go back into that place | |
Who cared | |
This is my night | |
Watch me seize the day | |
And dance it all away... | |
Bailar? esta noche, bailar? In happyland |
It was on a summer night, she says, a year ago today | |
Packed, the place was packed | |
The chicos lookin' for some play | |
He wore a satin shirt and said a prayer to yemay? And he was calm and handsome | |
As they squeezed through to the bar | |
The girls were in tight dresses, just like sweets in cellophane | |
Everyone was there | |
Sabros kāng from spanish harlem | |
And luz from camaguey | |
In her hand a single rose, and in her mouth a razorblade | |
Hot, the place was hot | |
Too many people to be safe | |
Who cared | |
It was our night | |
Watch us seize the day | |
And dance it all away... | |
Bailamos, esa noche, bailamos | |
In happyland | |
It was on a summer night, she says yes, it was a year ago | |
Hot, the place was hot | |
But where else were they gonna go | |
And then she heard the screams | |
And saw the smoke come down | |
And then it really turned into the hottest club in town | |
She remembers all the firetrucks | |
And that maldito tv crew | |
And he, he didn' t make it | |
So, " mi amor, this song' s for you" | |
She' s got red shoes on her feet | |
A nd a red smile on her face | |
And people say she' s loca, to go back into that place | |
Who cared | |
This is my night | |
Watch me seize the day | |
And dance it all away... | |
Bailar? esta noche, bailar? In happyland |