Dance Yrself Clean
LCD Soundsystem"Dance Yrself Clean" is a song by LCD Soundsystem, released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 8:43 long and contains 89 lines and 393 words.
Lyrics
0:29Walking up to me expecting
0:31Walking up to me expecting words
0:35It happens all the time
0:39Present company accepted
0:41Present company except the worst
0:45It happens every night
0:48Ah-ahh
0:52Present company
0:55Excluded every time
0:58Ah-ahh
1:02Present company
1:04The best that you can find
1:08Talking like a jerk
1:10Except you are an actual jerk
1:13And living proof that
1:15Sometimes friends are mean
1:18Present company expect it
1:20Present company just laugh it off
1:24It's better than it seems
1:27Ah-ahh
1:31Present company
1:34Excluded in every way
1:37Ah-ahh
1:41Present company
1:44Makes me wanna stay
2:07Killing it with close inspecting
2:09Killing it can only make it worse
2:13It sort of makes it breed
2:17Present company accepting
2:19Presently we all expect the worst
2:23Works just like a need
2:26Ah-ahh
2:30Present company
2:33Excluded in the night
2:36Ah-ahh
2:40Present company
2:42Included in the fight
2:46Ah-ahh
2:50Ah-ahh
2:56Ah-ahh
3:00Ah-ahh
3:25Don't you want me to wake up
3:30Then give me just a bit of your time
3:35Arguments are made for make-ups
3:40So give it just a little more time
3:44We've got to bring our results
3:49I wanna play it until the time comes
3:54But there's a string of divorces
3:59You go and throw your little hands up
4:24I miss the way the night comes
4:29With friends
4:29Who always make it feel good
4:34This basement has a cold glow
4:38Though it's better
4:39Than a bunch of others
4:43So go and dance yourself clean
4:48Go and dance yourself clean
4:53You're blowing marxism to pieces
4:58Baby they're arguments the pieces
5:02It's your show
5:07It's your show
5:12It's your show
5:17It's your show
5:22It's your show
5:33Make me into bigger pieces
6:12Every night's a different story
6:16It's a thirty car pile-up with you
6:22Everybody's getting younger
6:26It's the end of an era
6:29It's true
6:31And you go
6:33Stop stop stop stop
6:43Stop stop stop stop
6:51Make me into bigger pieces
6:56So some of me is home with you
7:01Wait until the weekend
7:05And we can make our dreams come true
7:10And it's ago
7:15Yeah it's ago
7:20And if we wait until the weekend
7:25We can miss the best thing to do
7:49Go and dance yourself clean
7:54Go and dance yourself clean
7:59And blowing marxism to pieces
8:04Maybe they're arguments the pieces
8:29We should try a little harder
8:33In the tedious march of the few
8:39Every day's a different warning
8:43There's a part of me hoping it's true
Walking up to me expecting Walking up to me expecting words It happens all the time Present company accepted Present company except the worst It happens every night Ah-ahh Present company Excluded every time Ah-ahh 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-ahh Present company Excluded in every way Ah-ahh Present company Makes me wanna stay Killing it with close inspecting Killing it can only make it worse It sort of makes it breed Present company accepting Presently we all expect the worst Works just like a need Ah-ahh Present company Excluded in the night Ah-ahh Present company Included in the fight Ah-ahh Ah-ahh Ah-ahh Ah-ahh Don't you want me to wake up Then give me just a bit of your time Arguments are made for make-ups So give it just a little more time We've got to bring our results I wanna play it until the time comes But there's a string of divorces You go and throw your little hands up 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 You're blowing marxism to pieces Baby they're arguments the pieces It's your show It's your show It's your show It's your show It's your show Make me into bigger pieces 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 Make me into bigger pieces So some of me is home with you Wait until the weekend And we can make our dreams come true And it's ago Yeah it's ago And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best thing to do Go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean And blowing marxism to pieces Maybe they're arguments the pieces We should 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
Translation
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