Oh, I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair And the myrtle so bright with the emerald hue The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue Oh I'll dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay I will

Watch the skeleton dance My frozen hour of death Dancing on my grave Between birth and grave On my grave Here I am alone On a journey ill My mind floats astray Over withered fields

It's the same old story, same old song and dance, my friend You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around It's the same old story, same old story Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low Coincidental murder, with nothing to show When the judge's

Baby won't you dance with me Sitting in the dirt Feeling kind of hurt And all is darkness in my room Baby take a chance I'm feeling kind of hurt I had a dream last night That I was piloting a plane

Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance To win the retreat, we all in too deep She's in love with who I am I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I

Do we really know the way the wind blows? (Wind blows) Off in my head, lost off in my head Off in the red, dance, dance with the dead Are we really safe around our shadows? (Shadows) Through our windows Ooh, aw man, I can't believe this is happening (Ah

If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor love is the rhythm,you are the music you get what you're given it's all how you use it I've been a girl with her skirt pulled high Been the outcast never running with mascara eyes I see the world As a candy store

Hey Mister D.J. Put a record on I want to dance with my baby Music makes the people come together Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel And when the music starts I never want to stop It's gonna drive me crazy

Rock my world little country girl Drag me out on the floor Dance with me 'till I can't dance anymore One-step, two-step, get in a line I gotta find a way to make you mine She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood And two big speakers blasting

Watch the band through a bunch of dancers Quickly, follow the unknown with something more familiar. Quickly something familiar Courage, my word it didn't come it doesn't matter Sleepwalk, so fast asleep in a motel That has the lay of home and piss on all