Dance Yrself Clean

Album: This Is Happening (2010)
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  • Walking up to me expecting
    Walking up to me
    Expecting words
    It happens all the time

    Present company excepted
    Present company
    Accept the worst
    It happens every night

    Ah-ah, ah-ah
    Present company
    Excluded every time

    Ah-ah, ah-ah
    Present company
    The best that you can find

    Talking like a jerk
    Except you are an actual jerk
    And living proof
    That sometimes friends are mean

    Present company expect it
    Present company
    Just laugh it off
    It's better than it seems

    Ah-ah, ah-ah
    Present company
    Excluded in every way

    Ah-ah, ah-ah
    Present company
    Makes me wanna stay

    Killing it with close inspection
    Killing it can only make it worse
    It sort of makes it breathe

    Present company accepting
    Presently we all expect the worst
    It works just like a need

    Ah-ah, ah-ah
    Present company
    Excluded in the night

    Ah-ah, ah-ah
    Present company
    Included in the fight

    Ah-ah
    Ah-ah
    Ah, ah-ah

    Don't you want for me to wake up?
    Then give me just a bit of your time
    Arguments are made for make outs
    So give it just a little more time

    We've got to bring our resources
    I wanna play it 'til the time comes
    Forget your string of divorces
    Just go and throw your little hands up

    It's late
    Oh
    Honey, it's late
    Oh

    I miss the way the night comes
    With friends who always make it feel good
    This basement has a cold glow
    Though it's better than a bunch of others

    So go and dance yourself clean
    Go and dance yourself clean, yeah
    You're blowing Marxism to pieces
    Baby, their arguments to pieces

    It's your show
    It's your show
    It's your show
    It's your show
    It's your show

    Put your little feet down
    I'm hiding out

    Every night's a different story
    It's a thirty car pile-up with you
    Everybody's getting younger
    It's the end of an era, it's true

    And you go
    Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop

    Break me into bigger pieces
    So some of me is home with you
    But wait until the weekend
    And we can make our bad dreams come true

    And it's a-go
    Yeah, it's a-go
    And if we wait until the weekend
    We can miss the best things to do

    You go and dance yourself clean
    Gotta dance yourself clean, yeah
    And blow the Marxism to pieces
    Their little arguments to pieces

    Oh

    Wish you'd try a little harder
    In the tedious march of the few
    Every day's a different warning
    There's a part of me hoping it's true Writer/s: James Jeremiah Murphy
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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