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's gonna be arranged A friend of mine was this Japanese. He had a girlfriend in Paris. He tried to date her in 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 'Texas Chain Saw 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 chain saw. 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? Yeah! 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 Pretty ladies, don't be scared Pretty ladies, don't be scared Pretty ladies, don't despair There's still so much love Pretty ladies, don't despair 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...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
