Dance Yrself Clean

By LCD Soundsystem

On This Is Happening

Released on May 17, 2010

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[Part I]


[Verse 1]

Walking up to me expecting

Walking up to me expecting words

It happens all the time

Present company excepted

Present company except the worst

It happens every night


[Chorus]

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Present company excluded every time

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Present company, the best that you can find


[Verse 2]

Talking like a jerk

Except you are an actual jerk

And living proof that sometimes friends are mean

Present company expect it

Present company, just laugh it off

It's better than it seems


[Chorus]

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Present company excluded in every way

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Present company, makes me wanna stay


[Post-Chorus]

Go


[Verse 3]

Killing it with close inspection

Killing it can only make it worse

It sort of makes it breed

Present company accepting

Presently, we all expect the worst

It works just like a need


[Chorus]

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Present company excluded in the night

Ah-ah, ah-ah

Present company included in the fight


[Outro]

Ah-ah

Ah-ah

Ah

Ah-ah


[Part II]


[Verse 1]

Don't you want me to wake up

Then give me just a bit of your time?

Arguments are made for make-ups

So give it just a little more time

We've got to bring the resources

I wanna play it 'til the time comes

Forget your string of divorces

Just go and throw your little hands up


[Refrain]

It's late

Oh

Honey, it's late

Oh


[Verse 2]

I miss the way the night goes

With friends who always make it feel good

This basement has a cold glow

Though it's better than a bunch of others


[Chorus]

So go and dance yourself clean, aah

Go and dance yourself clean, yeah

You're blowing Marxism to pieces

Their little arguments to pieces


[Post-Chorus]

It's your show

It's your show

It's your show

It's your show

It's your show

Put your little feet down

And hang out


[Bridge]

Every night's a different story

It's a thirty car pile-up with you

Everybody's getting younger

It's the end of an era, it's true


[Refrain]

And you go

"Stop, stop

Stop, stop

Stop, stop

Stop, stop (Oh), stop, stop"


[Verse 3]

Break me into bigger pieces

So some of me is home with you

Wait until the weekend

And we can make our bad dreams come true

And it's a go

Yeah, it's a go

And if we wait until the weekend

We can miss the best things to do, oh


[Refrain]

Oh, oh

Oh, oh

Home

Oh

Oh


[Chorus]

Ah, and go and dance yourself clean, ah

Go and dance yourself clean, yeah

And blow the Marxists into pieces

Their little arguments to pieces, oh


[Outro]

Wish you'd try a little harder

In the tedious march of the few

Every day's a different warning

There's a part of me hoping it's true