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Dance Yrself Clean Lyrics - Artist : LCD Soundsystem
Walking up to me expecting walking up to me
Expecting words it happens all the time Present company excepted present company Except the worst it happens every night Ah aaaaah present company Excluded every time Ah aaaaaah 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 Ah aaaaaah present company Excluded in every way Ah aaaaaah present company Makes me wanna stay Killing it with close inspection Killing it can only make it worse It sort of makes it breed Present company accepting Presently we all expect the worst Works just like a need Ah aaaaah present company Excluded in the night Ah aaaaah present company Included in the fight Ah aaaaaaaah, ah aaaaaaaah, aaaaaah Ah aaaaaaah 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 our resources I wanna play it 'til the time comes Forget your string of divorces Just go and throw your little hands up I miss the way the night comes With friends who always make it feel good This basement has a cold glow Though it's better than a bunch of others So go and dance yourself clean... ooow Go and dance yourself clean yeah You're blowing Marxism to pieces Their little arguments to pieces It's your show [x4] Put your little feet doooooooooooown and haaaaaaaang 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, stop, stop, stop) Break me into bigger pieces So some of me is home with you Wait until the weekend And we can make our bad dreams come true And it's ago yeah, it's ago And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best things to do, oh Go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're throwing marks into pieces Maybe they're arguments the pieces Oh We should try a little harder In the tedious march of the few Every day's a different warning There's a part of me hoping it's true |
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