There'll be like a ball and I can all dance

Oh, no truth at the mall, but whatever you call it, you can rest of the show

The world will dance on your brain

Yeah, it'll be like a hop the whole gag with the bops.

You're gonna start at your wake and never stop you in

come-foo you never knew how to behave but you're down because you'll be gone to bring the family

alone and find a spot on the lawn and play this song over the FD-A. Dancing on your grave

The day that we all have been waiting before

This is the calm we pray

Dancing on your train

The food and dow can be thrown away

At least the one for this pain.

The general doubt of when your name gets scrawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and not invitations, this is what they will say.

If you're tired for your hullet masses, put your glasses, shake your braces, celebrate,

I'll be dancing your way.

Dancing on your brain

A glorious twos no continue,

As here decay we embrace.

Dancing on your parade

Camel walk right where your feet would be

A running man right on your face

Yeah Choose the picture of your head is that I will be in.

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