The Devil's Takin' Names

Shall we dance?

Or maybe just limp around?

These feet are cold and beat, and strangers

to the ground.

the sound of the kick is arousing.

the couples are sweet in their love.

Tonight, we'll stagger up from the basement

or fall to our deaths from above.

You've got those moves and those eyes

I've got these shakes and bad breath.

I've never tried that, but I know

I don't like it.

Or, maybe I do I'm just too weak to

fight it. Where are you? I hate

to let em see me crying.

I'm gonna zip on my party suit

and show y'all something:

there ain't no such thing as strumpin'

for nothing

you can fly with us or hang on to the

walls but the devil's takin' names

when the last curtain falls

I got a deep sick worry and I don't know

why!

where are you? what are you doing tonight?

laughing and crying are almost the same

they just show everyone how much

attention you're paying

so dry them eyes

everyone else went back inside