Dance Music

[Verse 1]

Alright, I'm on Johnson Avenue in San Luis Obispo

And I'm five years old, or six, maybe

And indications that there's something wrong with our new house

Trip down the wire twice daily

I'm in the living room watching the Watergate hearings

While my stepfather yells at my mother

Launches a glass across the room, straight at her head

And I dash upstairs to take cover

Lean in close to my little record player on the floor

So this is what the volume knob's for

[Chorus]

I listen to dance music

Dance music

[Verse 2]

Okay, so look, I'm 17 years old

And you're the last best thing I've got going

But then the special secret sickness starts to eat through you

What am I supposed to do? No way of knowing

So I follow you down your twisting alleyways

Find a few cul-de-sacs of my own

There's only one place this road ever ends up

And I don't want to die alone

Let me down, let me down, let me down gently

When the police come to get me

[Chorus]

I'm listening to dance music

Dance music