Disco 2012

Baby, I don't know what it's like

I don't know what it's like

Here I've been hanging up myself

About disco 2012

Baby, I don't know what it's like

I don't know what it's like

So I've been hanging up myself

About disco 2012

Disco twenty

Disco twenty (twelve)

Disco twenty

Disco twenty (twelve)

Disco twenty

Disco twenty (twelve)

Disco twenty

Disco twenty

Shish, let me take up of that for ya

So it's that when he see's death is coming' for ya

Shut the door out up on a brighter day

Or cop out, jump out onto the freeway

Next step on death up the wrong way

Open up a leather heart through the right gate

Don't recognise a number, who the fuck is that calling?

I turn three digits don't place the truth that I've been stalling

[?] under the clothes line on the path

When that past don't gotta be the forecast

Sit back, watch sand turn into glass

Glass heat turn a new form, and give a pass

The power of suggestion a poor man's mule

Set the sails a little higher right across the full moon

Been soakin' in an open ass tomb

Ran out of the room and jumped into the womb

Baby, I don't know what it's like

I don't know what it's like

So I've been hanging up myself

About disco 2012 (The present day's so easy to-)

The present day's so easy to forget

Just don't forget those speakin' to the poor's death

When that

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