you look so good - lit by disco light.
in this vacuum you burn like flesh on fire.
and i'm sure that you're new around here.
my tired sideshow's unique for this week.
so i dance to some tune to some song.
we dance. i sell meat to the butcher boy.
can't you see that this night all hangs
on how close you dance to me.
do you feel love?
do you feel my love?
through the kaleidoscope.
in the heave and thrust we resist the need to touch.
i'm sure that that hand was yours;
but when the light go on will i walk home alone.
this love is different cos it's ours.
this love was different now it's sour.
the crowds are thinning - i've got an hour.
an embarrassing fumble, a frown and a tumble.
it'll be 2 weeks till i show my face around here.
an attempted kiss, pushed away to resist.
it'll be 3 weeks till i show my face around here.
