my hand Forget the world Will you dance, dance with me Pudemos bailar eternamente Trust in me, take a chance Feel the Tango When you dance, dance
The people at the label say they want something to repeat But all my people really want something for the streets So keep hookin', hey y'all what's goin
that you can dance to That and that alone is enough for me Stark naked modern music Hotter than your momma will ever be Music that you can dance to
and prayers, wanton dust C hanting strangers, blood on their cheeks Haunt my dreams all covered in blood CHORUS Dance Dance on glass Saints and martyrs Dance Dance on glass
I need less of myself And I need more him, more him 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance Yes, his is the only music that makes me dance
needle Witchy tombstone smile I'm no puppet I engrave my veins with style I've been through hell And I'm never goin' back To dancing on glass Dancin
blues Wondering if anything will go right Oh will you dance with me tonight? I'm looking at you, you're looking at me We're the only two off the dance
I need less of myself I need more him More him And his is The only music That makes dance Yes, his is The only music That makes dance
This This This Aint Heaven yeah yeah Longing for love Fed up of loss Longing for love I'm fed up of loss High High High Higher yeah yeah Take me from
So dance, dance, dance on Dance, dance, dance, dance on glass Dance, dance, dance on Dance, dance, dance, dance on glass Cheeks on fire, dance on glass
, every day, I need listen myself, I need more him, more him, 'cause his is the only music that makes me dance... 'cause his is the only music that makes me dance
hearth Forget tomorrow's mess Because right now is the best I guess we're dancing on glass Dancing on glass, dancing on glass Dancing on glass, dancing on glass
less of myself and need more him--more him, 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance, 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance.
of myself I need more him, more him And his is the only music that makes me dance Yes, his is the only music that makes me dance Oh, dance
through the looking glass the crystal splinters shimmer-bathe the pavement in moondust laughing in the crimson rain-we feel no pain with shards in out soles we'll dance
The book of love is long and boring No one can lift the damn thing It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing But I I love
work" You say your prayers though you don't care You dance and you shake the hurt Dance, Mumble Boogie wonderland, dance Dance, Dance