The kids are dancing tonight, maybe we'll join them.
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There's blood in the air tonight, it crushes the boredom.
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Grab your coats, get to the boats, head to the coast.
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Tonight we sail to the edge of the world.
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Get out of this house now,
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Head for the horizon.
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Tonight we take the town,
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So pick your poison.
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Here's a toast, a life as a ghost is better than most,
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If we have our love in the gutter.
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Dance, fucker, dance,
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You were born to entertain,
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Sing, choir boy, sing,
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Wash your sins down the drain,
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In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze,
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Dance, fucker, dance,
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You were born to entertain!
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Now without water,
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Death takes us before hunger,
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We dug a well for the water,
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We put on this fire!
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Dance, fucker, dance,
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You were born to entertain,
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Sing, choir boy, sing,
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Wash your conscience down the drain,
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In a violent haze, under the streetlights' gaze,
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Dance, fucker, dance,
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You were born to entertain!
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My Life As A Ghost
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