Club Kids

I’m probably making this entire thing up
Senseless ramblings of the club kid drunk
Electric lights and wordless cries
Beats make movement and dancers sigh
Human gyrations to thumping songs
Faultless, we can do no wrong.
Crowds! The masses with their empty soul
Watch for you as it swallows you whole.

Let's start this off with a fucking bang!
I want to see your lips saying my name.
Let's see hips shaking, hearts breaking, poetry in the making.
Endless nights and sunless skies.
Be a rebel, claim your prize.

Count it out, ready set go
Hazy thoughts and we’re losing control
This is how we release the tension
Movement locked in beat ascension
Notes twisting
Constricting
Round
Electric bodies
And worn out frames of mind
Working and getting nothing at all
To prevent tonight’s curtain call

Let's start this off with a fucking bang!
I want to see your lips saying my name.
Let's see hips shaking, hearts breaking, poetry in the making.
Endless nights and sunless skies.
Be a rebel, claim your prize.

Hearts speed and slow according to the pulse
Sound filling your veins and limbs convulse
Jerky movements, marionettes to flashing lights
Individuals locked in the machine guns sights
Targeted and brought to the front
Eager for the lust driven hunt
Skin is slick and slides so sweetly
Fingers apply pressure ever so discretely.

Fierce movements, catlike precision
I can’t force you; it’s your decision,
But you’re one of us now
Our lovely bodies in lustful collision

Let's start this off with a fucking bang!
I want to see your lips saying my name.
Let's see hips shaking, hearts breaking, poetry in the making.
Endless nights and sunless skies.
Be a rebel, claim your prize.

Let's start this off with a fucking bang!
I want to see your lips saying my name.
Let's see hips shaking, hearts breaking, poetry in the making.
Endless nights and sunless skies.
Be a rebel, claim your prize.