Dancin' is what to do Dancin's when I think of you Dancin's what clears my soul Dancin's what makes me whole Sweet love , sweet love Dancin' in the moonlight Holding you until the sunrise Sleeping until the midnight You are my destiny, you are my

Everybody we know does That's what we do, that's what we love That's how we were raised, how we grew up Runs deep in our veins, way down in our blood But everybody we know does Put your boots to the ground 'till the sun goes down Nah it ain't no big deal

We worship the sun We worship the moon Spreading like rats Exalted above the stars of god All hail slain and risen god! All hail Dionysus! Chaldean priests Bow to me, in adoration

So down here on the ocean we will stay Went through a lot of changes Turned a lot of pages When I took a boat Sunday Took a boat Sunday, down by the sea It just felt so nice, you and me We didn't have a problem or a care And all around was silence,

See how they run Lady Madonna, children at your feet Wonder how you manage to make ends meet Who finds the money when you pay the rent? Did you think that money was heaven sent? Friday night arrives without a suitcase Sunday morning creeping like a nun

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

She's in love with California And breakin' my heart These ain't no Holly Woods And these hills ain't Beverly No sunset on the boulevard 'Cause she's in love with California And that West-Coast sunshine dream Ain't no beaches on these backroads It's a

You can't buy love, but you can make it You can't make sunshine, but you can make love When life gives you lemons They pour down from the heavens This is what you've got to do Make some lemonade Drink it in the shade Don't let a bad day get to you You

But right now I'm on this lake shore And I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her And I love to fish

Hail to the king, hail to the one Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun Hail to the king (hail, hail, hail, the king) Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid Children roam the streets now orphans of war