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Dance Yrself Clean
Walking up to me expecting Walking up to me expecting words... It happens all the time Present company accepted Present company accept the worst... It happens every night, Aaaaaaahhhaaahh Present company excluded every time... aaaaaaahhhhh Present company: The best that you can find Talking like a jerk except you are an actual jerk And living proof, that sometimes friends are mean. Present company expect it Present company just laugh it off... It's better than it seems... Aaaaaaaaahhhhhaaaahh Present company excluded in every way Present company makes me wanna stay go, Killing it with close inspection. Killing it can only make it worse, It sort of makes it breed, Present company accepting SongtextePresently we all expect the worst, It works just like a need. Present company excluded in the night, Present company included in the fight, go, Don't you want me to wake up? Then give me just a bit of your time. Arguments are made for make-ups, So give it just a little more time. We've got to bring the resources, I'm gonna play until the time comes, Forget your string of divorces, Just go and throw your little hands up. It's late, I miss the way the night comes My friends know how to make it feel good The basement has a cold glow, Though better than a bunch of others... So go and dance yourself clean, Go and dance yourself clean, yeah, You're blowing marxism to pieces, Their little arguments to pieces, Show. It's your show. Put your little feet down and hang out. Every night's a different story, It's a thirty car pile-up with you, Everybody's getting younger... It's the end of an era ? it's true. And you go: "Stop", Break me into bigger pieces, So some of me is home with you, Wait until the weekend And we can make our dreams come true And it's a go, Yeah it's a go, But if we wait until the weekend, We could miss the best things to do, So go and dance yourself clean, Gotta dance yourself clean, Yeah and blow the marxists into pieces Their little argument to pieces, Wish you'd try a little harder, In the tedious march of the few, Every day a different warning, There's a part of me hoping it's true Aus Songtexte Mania