Dance Yrself Clean — LCD Soundsystem

Walking up to me expecting walking up to me Expecting words it happens all the time Present company accept it present company Except the worst it happens every night

Ah aaaaah present company Excluded every time Ah aaaaaah present company The best that you can find

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

Ah aaaaaah present company Excluded in every way Ah aaaaaah present company Makes me wanna stay

Killing it with close inspecting Killing it can only make it worse It sort of makes it breed Present company accepting Presently we all expect the worst Works just like a need

Ah aaaaah present company Excluded in the night Ah aaaaah present company Included in the fight

Ah aaaaaaaah, ah aaaaaaaah, aaaaaah Ah aaaaaaah

Don't you want me to wake up? Then give me just a bit of your time Arguments are made from make outs So give it just a little more time

We've got to bring our results I wanna play it 'til the time comes But there's a string of divorces You go and throw your little hands up

I miss the way the night comes With friends who always make it feel good This basement has a cold glow Though it's better than a bunch of others

So go and dance yourself clean ..ooow Go and dance yourself clean yeah You're throwing marks into pieces Baby, they're arguments, the pieces

It's your show [x4]

Work a little bit ......?

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

And you go (Stop, stop, stop, stop)

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 ago yeah, it's ago And if we wait until the weekend We can miss the best things to do, oh

Go and dance yourself clean Go and dance yourself clean You're throwing marks into pieces Maybe they're arguments the pieces

Oh

We should 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