Dead astaire

dancing like the ground’s a fire plate

dancing when the music’s gone away

dancing & the blood is boiling

now everything is falling

& you don’t know what’s going on

dancing through the looking-glass

but your wonderland’s

not meant to last

dance all night & eat your funeral pie

he’ll make you twist & shout

until you die. dead astaire!

dancing like a madman

in a mushroom cloud

he’s dancing & he’s laughing loud

he’s dancing in the tv screen

& the life you lived has turned to heroin

dead astaire!