Electric Head

I dance the same dance I've danced since I was 16 old Arms a flailing and a smile on my face. I say: ' This disco's a meat market It's all round and fractured Would you like to go somewhere more slow?' She pulled shapes like she knew every word in every song Animated to punk songs I thought I'd left long ago Space between my body and yours You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' See this place had died. It's like I step back in time. After drinker's aren't legal and my feet stick to the floor. She smiles. She smiles and flatters, says: 'I know it's cheap' 'You have to laugh every time you didn't though the door.' It's back to our feet for some favourite tunes Same old record from some semi broken boy And this stud starts singing, says: 'How we end up like this?' 'We started like we started, though it started with a kiss.' You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' Laugh the same laugh you did when you were 18 old Full body, fill figure, full soul Laugh at kids is they bounce off the wall So say: Thank god, we weren't that cool when we were in school. You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' You ask yourself: 'What am I doing here?' 'How did you even get here?' I dance the same dance I've danced since I was 16 old Arms a flailing and a smile on my face.