Propaganda Of Dance

dance, dance like we could still change the world

with the power of conviction

like everything would still matter - like it would

dance, dance like there was no tomorrow

for indeed there won't

if we refuse to take part in this masterplan called future

it's about art, rebellion and life itself

no time for clichés, we came for change

for revolution, no more standstill

move on

high on caffeine we go out and smash car windows

turn it up

we're commanding ourselves to the beat

totally off topic intermission:

and sitting in this cold backstage room while all the others were asleep.

talking about multiple orgasms and having someone that you love die.

we've only known for a few hours but we opened up our hearts

like there was nothing more natural in this whole damn world.

it's moments like these that keep me from resigning.

that make my life a little less senseless.

the intimacy of a single night. this is how i spell life.

i can dance to it

this is my revolution