Sticky Dancefloors

Daydream at the back of the queue
Where the only thing inside was you
And two hundred people I never met
On your marks, get set

When I was young, the queue was long
The place was full of air force ones

And I'm sick, sick and tired
Of all these sticky dance floors
And the bouncers outside
Where everyone's in hand for
I don't believe a word they say
All they do is getting annoyed

You don't believe a word I say
But you read the papers
Listen to everybody else
My love that will make or break us

And I'm sick, sick and tired
Of all these sticky dance floors
And the bouncers outside
Where everyone's in hand for
I don't believe a word they say
All they do is getting annoyed
The ones in town do anyway

You can't run, you can't hide
I'm telling you 'cause we're out tonight
You can't run, no, you can't hide
You can't run, you can't hide
It doesn't matter if you're on the other side of town
Or even the world

You can't run, you can't hide
I'm telling you 'cause we're out tonight
You can't run, no, you can't hide
You can't run, you can't hide
It doesn't matter if you're on the other side of town
Or even the world