There'll be like a ball and I can dance hall, no, dance

no truth is the mall, but whatever you call,

that you can rest the show the world will dance on your brain.

Yeah, it'll be like a hopperhoogang with the bops.

You're gonna start at your wake and never stop union come

fool and never knew how to behave

but you can't get me down cause you'll be gone to bring the family alone by the spot on the lawn

and play this song over the PA.

Dancing on your trade

The day that we all have been waiting for

This is the calm how we pray

Dancing all your trade

The food and doubt can be thrown away

At least the one for this pain.

Look at a doubt that when your name gets scrawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and not invitations.

This is what they will say.

Break your tire for your hull of masses.

Put your glasses, shade your grasses, celebrate,

I'll be dancing on your brain.

Dancing on your grave, the glorious twos no to tell you, as you decaying and pray.

So dancing on your brain

Cam walk right where your feet would be

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