You, I wanna take you to a gay bar I wanna take you to a gay bar I wanna take you to a gay bar Gay bar, gay bar Let's start a war Start a nuclear war
Fire in the disco Fire in the taco bell Fire in the disco Fire in the gates of hell Don't you want to know how we keep starting fires? It's my desire
You must obey the dance commander, givin' out the order for fun You must obey the dance commander, you know that he's the only one Who gives the orders
Now who elected you judge and jury In the body of a beautiful girl? And I suspect heavy gerrymandering At the singles bar And now I'm a man with conversation
with the devil Driving around the city Everything is wrong But you know it feels right Spending all your money On the electric light Handing over your
She's a nine-to-fiver Got evil up inside her She's a- she's a graphic designer Nobody does it finer Photoshop and Tiger Simplification messiah Cropping
see" Yeah, we're starting a fire, electric demons in love And we're starting a fire, electric demons in love And we're starting a fire, electric demons in love And we're starting a fire, electric
your invention be destroyed in a fire John, it's only Monday I gave you Tuesday night and Wednesday night and Friday night The weekend is a sea of electric
? And music starts to play bodies start to sway (Play, sway) Debbie Lee's the DJ in the middle of the street Beats are droppin' bodies rockin', hearts are stoppin' electric
I was born a prisoner in your dungeon of flesh, oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Solitary confinement underneath your dress, oh yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) But
Looking in the mirror And I know I'm a man And I know she's a girl And she's looking for a man We got sex plans Come on I'm getting into the jam I'm
Well nobody wants to burn in Hell But everybody's got a soul to sell When I was young my mama gave me some advice She said, "Boy, don't you know everybody
You can shake it all around You can go up and down You can lose what you found But you can't ignore my techno You can go west or east Confess your sins
Nuclear war On the dance floor Nuclear war On the dance floor Electric Six loves on time Electric lovin', a sex crime You're a pretty, pretty, pretty
I saw fire when I looked in my lovers eyes Woah I saw the devil dressed up in disguise Woah And you know it gets hotter than a microwave oven When you
Un, deux, trois, quatre You were walking down the street You were just across the street So I had to cross the street To get to your side of the street
Sharpen up your number two pencils 'Cause the test is beginning Your entering a game of losers And there is no winning 'Cause people getting nervous
Dance epidemic tonight Your body goes to waste Every minute you don't give it to me I'm dyin' for your sins on the dance floor Can't you see? You know
