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Dance, dance where the streets are paved with gold |
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And the angels and the gods do what they're told |
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You wanna catch a little glimpse of how the truth unfolds |
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You just dance, dance, dance |
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Tick, tick, explode |
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Hey, hey, everybody, come and dance with me |
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Leave your fears at the door carved from the tree |
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They say the apple never falls far from repeat |
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So shut the door, set your floor |
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Crush, crush the seeds |
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You wanna live |
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You wanna jump and fly |
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You wanna crack that whip |
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You wanna get inside |
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Come on, come on |
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Let me take you for a ride |
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You wanna kiss |
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You wanna get into |
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What the preachers and the teachers |
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Told you not to do |
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If only for tonight, sweetheart |
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Be God |
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Dance, dance where the saints all come to play |
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And the angels dyed their feathers cool, cool decay |
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And if your judging by the shoes you'll think God is gay |
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Watch Marry work that thing down Magdalene |
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Little momma, come and dance with me |
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Let that tight rope get you from that A to B |
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Now pull that turning trigger then |
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Stop and freeze until the grippo quit and then |
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Drop the beat |
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You wanna live |
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You wanna jump and fly |
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You wanna transcend more than meets the eye |
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The stars are all aligned tonight |
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Let's try |
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You wanna kiss |
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You wanna get into |
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What the preachers and the teachers |
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Told you not to do |
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Well, when you kiss me |
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Look me in my eye |
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Cause I wanna see |
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Who's dancing with me |
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I wanna know |
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Which trumpet to blow |
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I may need to blow |
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Stare into the O |
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I'm ready to blow |
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What's more that you know |
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This is Niggy Pop |
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He's dancing |
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She's dancing |
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Keep dancing |
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I'm dancing |
