Rockers, sinners, squibs, boys
Clammy like sardines
Break your feet, excite the price with a twist
There's no style, no barrier
No bounds or panic, no
Just turn it round, turn over, coming alive
With the posers, kids, anyone, whoever
We all share this dancefloor with each other
Yeah, so duck and cover or brush it off
Or simply stand and defend
Then pick a point to move to your favourite track
Worldwide, we make our own
That hard rock hotspot
There's no issue, no you suck lot
And we don't love simply love, get another
But they can't take away what buildings do
D.I.Y. and many know what he means here
How many do small gigs over 60s?
These days they have shit mics smashed to bits
When the crowd don't leave you alone
Years gone by and we're still loving this
Yeah, we all made a good joint, we're all here tonight
And even if my face ain't the baddest, fact is that
We're still filling these floors, still filling these floors
And in the outside, we'll all share the dream
No longer kids toying on the floor anymore
Those who sat wait patiently
Dope at the edge of the deep end
Standards of newcomers
They see an empty place, bleached
From the bottom of hearts
Our lives are buildings
For you all to climb and sing along
Take us to talk, the chance to revel and learn
Here we go, harder, louder
We can bring this place down if they're running
Let's have a show with dress and polish, now
Yes, and some do dog us, find a way with us
You ain't listening, so keep your jaws up
And keep it hard, 'cause you don't wanna miss what's next
No, no, no
He's asking what kind of dance is this
Yeah, that's that newcomer's nerve and it's not on purpose
All he practices is shirt nose and bloody smiles
Clap and then he hits the floor
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