Global Groove

There's tight lycra 'round my hips

And a sweat band that fits 'round my head

We're still dance, dance, dancing today

To the global groove

Well, the TV guide gets fatter as the days pass by

And those taxis do a dance as I watch from the sky

Global groove

Global groove

Global groove

Global groove

We're still tap, tap, tapping away

To the global groove

Watch your favourite war on TV

Just before you go to sleep

And then your favourite sitcom

Watch the tears roll down your cheek

Global groove

Global groove

I'm so sick and tired of dancing

I'm so sick and tired of dancing

I'm so sick and tired of dancing

Are you sick and tired of dancing?

Still tap, tap, tapping

Dance, dance, dancing

I remember when I was really small

The news said that

When planes went overhead

And how many passengers you could fit on a plane

Imagine each person and where they're going, that would make me feel better

That these people were just going on holiday

And

Seeing people

Die

And it's

Being exposed to that much

Realism