I want to dance
I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
To make some love
I want to dance
I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And make some love
I can feel it in the air
Feel it up above
Feel the tension everywhere
There is too much blood
Too much blood
Well, alright
Everything you see
On the movie screen
Is tame
Everything is gonna be arranged
A friend of mine was this Japanese
He had a girlfriend in Paris
He, he had to date her for six months
And eventually she said yes
You know
He took her to his apartment
Cut off her head
Put the rest of her body in the refrigerator
Ate her piece by piece
Put her in the refrigerator
Put her in the freezer
And when he ate her
And took her bones to the Bois de Boulogne
By chance a taxi driver noticed him
Burying the bones
You don't believe me?
Truth is stranger than fiction
We drive through there every day
I want to dance
I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
Be number one
Yeah
I want to dance
I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And have some fun
I can feel it everywhere
Feel it up above
Feel the tension in the air
There is too much blood
Too much blood
Too much
Yeah, too much blood
Alright
Did you ever see the "Texas Chainsaw Massacre"?
Horrible, wasn't it?
You know people ask me
It is really true
Where you live in Texas
It is really true
What they do around there, people?
I say, "Yeah, everytime I drive through the crossroads
I get scared there's a bloke running around
With a fucking chainsaw
Oh, oh no, gonna, oh no
Don't saw off me leg
Don't saw off me arm"
When I get to the movies, you know
I'd like to see something more romantic, you know
Like "An Officer and a Gentleman" or something
Something you can take the wife to
You know what I mean?
Aw
I want to dance
Yeah
Too much, too much
Too much, too much
I want to dance
I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And have some fun
I want to dance
I want to sing
I want to bust up everything
And make some love
I can feel it everywhere
Feel it up above
Feel the tension in the air
There is too much blood
Too much blood
Oh, yeah
Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Yeah
Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Pretty ladies, don't be scared
Pretty ladies, don't despair
There's still so much love
Too much, too much
Yeah
Too much blood
Too much blood
Too much
Too much blood
Too much blood
Too much blood
Too much blood
Too much blood