Sticks, Stones, And Techno

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
It's 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 it's your job.

Don't complain if you can't win
It's 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 it's your job.

(Dollar signs)

(That's cool!)