You spin your words like a record in motion,
step into the party, step out a commotion,
with stars in your eyes,
and with fire at your fingertips,
burn down this city and everyone in it,
singing, "Oh, we are the dancers!"

Show me the skyline and I´ll show you decadence,
a subtle reminder of hearts filled with loneliness,
give me your worst words and I´ll bring the sticks and stones,
I´d hate to use them,
you can´t shake it with broken bones...

Oh we are the dancers!

Don´t complain if you can´t win,
its just something we live for,
and we do it well as you´ll see by the way that we,
rock and we roll over state-lines and dollar signs...
Oh you dance like its your job.