Give it up, give it up, give it up (On the dance floor, on the dance floor) Wake up, wake up, wake up (Don't you want more? Don't you want more?)
Life is just a dream. Who said that anyway, the captain of the team? A crippled pretty face. I'd rather be sleep but What else can I say? Us psychomatic freaks Are here to populate but
We don't care if you're A communist or creature. Raise your fists like steeples, Bare with me, good people.
We'll test the flesh 'till it falls apart. We'll roll the bones 'till our time is up. We'll spill the blood and taunt Dracula. We'll crash the cars 'till we're lighting up. Our hearts and stars will burn bright enough.
The stage is set for the closing scene. The fat lady's dead so We're improvising Capitalizing on ignoramus masses So join the club Did you hear we're giving classes?
Raise your fists like steeples. Raise your hearts like people.
We'll test the flesh 'till it falls apart We'll roll the bones 'till our time is up. We'll crash the cars 'till we had enough Now we're burning up, now we're burning up.
Our hearts and stars will burn bright enough. Our hearts and stars will burn bright enough. We'll crash the cars 'till we're lighting up. Our hearts and stars will burn bright enough.