You spin your words like a record in motion, step into the party, step out a commotion, with stars in your eyes, and with fire at your fingertips, burn down this city and everyone in it, singing, "Oh, we are the dancers!"
Show me the skyline and I`ll show you decadence, a subtle reminder of hearts filled with loneliness, give me your worst words and I`ll bring the sticks and stones, I`d hate to use them, you can`t shake it with broken bones...
Oh we are the dancers!
Don`t complain if you can`t win, its just something we live for, and we do it well as you`ll see by the way that we, rock and we roll over state-lines and dollar signs... Oh you dance like its your job.