James Murphy - Dance Yrself Clean lyrics

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James Murphy - Dance Yrself Clean lyrics

Walking up to me expecting Walking up to me expecting words It happens all the time Present company excepted Present company except the worst It happens every night Present company excluded every time Present company, the best that you can find Talking like a jerk Except you are an actual jerk And living proof that sometimes friends are mean Present company expect it Present company, just laugh it off It's better than it seems Present company excluded in every way Present company, makes me wanna stay k**ing it with close inspecting k**ing it can only make it worse It sort of makes it breed Present company accepting Presently we all expect the worst Works just like a need Present company excluded in the night Present company included in the fight Don't you want me to wake up Then give me just a bit of your time Arguments are made for make-ups So give it just a little more time We've got to bring our results I wanna play it 'til the time comes But there's a string of divorces You go and throw your little hands up I miss the way the night comes With friends who always make it feel good This basement has a cold glow Though it's better than a bunch of others So go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're blowing Marxism to pieces Baby, they're arguments, the pieces It's your show It's your show It's your show It's your show It's your show... Work a little bit... Every night's a different story It's a thirty car pile-up with you Everybody's getting younger It's the end of an era, it's true And you go Stop, stop, stop, stop Stop, stop, stop, stop Make me into bigger pieces So some of me is home with you Wait until the weekend And we can make our dreams come true And it's a-go Yeah, it's a-go And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best thing to do Go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're blowing Marxism to pieces Maybe they're arguments, the pieces We should try a little harder In the tedious march of the few Every day's a different warning There's a part of me hoping it's true

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