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It's getting near the magic hour
When I put on my blue crushed velvet jacket
Turning up the music
Feel the beat, I use it
A broken heart, I lose it
Idiot dancing
When the streets are quiet you'll find me
Putting drudgery behind me
Surrounded by exploding light shows
Supernovas all in my mind
Idiot dancing
Look, they're laughing at me
But I feel like a million things
A Primark prince
A Matalan dandy
I'm given away for free
I'm legendary
So come with me
If you can stand me
My hair, like a fright
My eyes will catch the light
And like a cheap perfume
I'll hang around all night
Idiot dancing
Idiot dancing
I'm lost within my idiot dance
To wild hypnotic rhythms
And the thrill of chance
All the drums are beating
The voodoo kings competing
I'm the lord of misrule
At the feast of fools
And the spirits of the moon
Will all be there
Making starlight out of rain
In my crazy pagan game
And the gods of the earth
Will give me dare
They'll lift me from the floor
And I'll float into the air
It's getting near the magic hour
When I put on my blue crushed velvet jacket
Got a t-shirt with my favourite star
If I could drive, I'd have a car
And everyone would say
"Yeah, that's who you are"
Leave my thrift store real life
Cut-price worries at the door
Electric fuses sparking
As I spin across the floor
All the bills I never pay
All the pills I have to take
Gone for evermore
Idiot dancing
Idiot dancing
Idiot dancing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't care
I don't care
I'm idiot dancing




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