When the Lights Come On

The tapping of the feet seem loud There's a girl in a whirlwind cloud I danced with a Spaniard man 'Til we had no breath left in our pounding chests I shudder like I'm all bereft Danced grief from my pores The beat pounds like a knocking at the door The hi-hats dance like a feather I'm in, I'm in a paralytic loveless dream Not a single face I've seen Is a friend I recognise or recognises me I black out, I don't want your dim sum It's 3 a.m, I wanna dance 'til the sun comes I wanna fight your cousin I wanna tear through the night like an angel flare I'm a ten-foot snare that cuts in the sky with no care No care, no care, no A narcissist on a cucking stool The kids are not alright The kids are not all Feels like I'm coming home Feels like I'm coming home A narcissist on a cucking stool The kids are not alright The kids are not