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It's getting near the magic hour
When I put on my blue crush velvet jacket
Turning up the music
Hear 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 show supernovas all in my mind
Idiot dancing
Look, they're laughing at me
But I feel like a million things
A Primark prince or Madeleine Dandi
I'm given away for free
I'm legendary
So come with me if you can't stand me
My hair all like a fright
My eyes to catch the light
And like a cheap perfume I'll stay around all night
Idiot dancing
I'm lost within an idiot dance
To wild hypnotic rhythms and the thrill of chance
All the drums are beating
And the voodoo kings competing
I'm the lord of misrule
At a feast of fools
And the spirits of the air 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 crush 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 paid
All the pills I have to take
Gone for evermore
Idiot dancing
Idiot dancing
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't care
I don't care
Idiot dancing
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't care
I don't care
I'm idiot dancing
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't care
I don't care
I'm idiot dancing
Idiot dancing
Idiot dancing
I don't care
I'm idiot dancing



Авторы: Marc Almond Peter, Whitmore Neal Copyright: Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited, Iq Music Ltd


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