There'll be like a ball, like a lot can't talk,

or no chance to the mall all but whatever you call it,

you can't ask you show the world to dance on your brain.

Yeah, it'll be like a hop, the hog gang with Bob, I'm going to start at your way

can never stop you in Kung.

You never knew how to behave. A'll take my down because you'll be gone

and bring the family alone by the spot on the lawn

and play this song over the page

Dancing on your brain

The day that we all have been waiting for,

this is the cowboy, we pray.

Dancing all your train, the food and doubt can be thrown away,

at least the one for this day.

The kettle of a doubt of when your name gets scrawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and out invitations

This is what they will say

Bring your tie up for your huddled masses

Look your glasses, shake your braces, celebrate, Bobby dance on your way.

Dancing on your brain

Glorious tools don't get tilling

as you're decaying embrace.

Dancing on your brain

Camel walk right where your feet would be a running man right on your Cammle walk right where your feet would be

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