There'll be like a ball and I can all dance hall, no, shoot to the mall, but whatever you call,

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

Yeah, it'll be like a hop-the-hoogang about the ground to start at your way can never stop you in infu

You never knew how to behave

But you gang was done because you'll be gone to bring the family alone and find a spot on the lawn and play this song over the P.A.

Dancing on your grave, the day that we all have been waiting for, this is the calm how we pray.

Dancing all your tray, the food and doubt can be thrown away at least the one for this pain

the cattle atop when your name get 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, lift your glasses, shake your grasses, celebrate

while we dance on your rain

Dancing on your brain

The glorious tools don't you tell you as you came in praise.

Dancing on your parade,

Cam walk right where your feet would be,

a running man right on your face, yeah. To see The picture of your head is that I will be in my head.

When I took the stealthy as my sister for your dream. Mabu satsa, limbo chat-cha, tangle number, coca, boating gagged star, twist and with a nai-nake-nob.

With all the carcint chapsed, stand, Cupid, Sheple, Humpty Hustle, Fox, dry, Ro, Pop, Hot, Hot, Lock, Indie, Hop, Lux, Boo.

Dancing on your train,

Sweat out of all of our aftershade,

stink like a 6 a.m. rain.

Dancing on your brain

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