Social Dancing

The future is clear
Let's get into gear
I'm willing to ask
Do you wanna go my way?
You're out on your own
You're never alone
There's people around
But do you wanna go my way?

They threw me out of town, said i'm a hooligan
They never want to see my ugly face again
I'm looking for a ride, i need to get someplace
I'm feeling disillusioned with the human race
Heat on the skyline, have you got the time?
I'll sit here by the road for yet another day
But whatever road you're taking, i will go that way

There's trouble in town
They wanna see you go down
Let's make our escape
Do you wanna go my way?
I'll give you what's mine
I'll throw you a line
Just make up your mind
Do you wanna go my way?

What do you want me to say?
Just give me a little trust
And answer me
Do you wanna go my way?

I don't know where i am, but it's a long way from home
I haven't got a penny for the telephone
I don't know who my friend are, who my friends will be
But i'm feeling like it's happening for you and me
You're my driver, i'm your passenger
The night is looking friendlier than any day
We're racing into it, and i will go that way

The future is bright
We'll drive by night
If anyone asks
We're busy making our own way
We'll sleep in the shade
And watch what we've made
They'll never catch on
So do you wanna go my way?

What do you want me say?
Just give me a little trust

Get yourself an image
And a nice wee slogan
Without a clue
Into what you're enrolling
But you seek approval
And that of a man
That's why you're not in
The same league as i am
Reveal your hardcore past
And get into the press
And get your story straight
For your prepared test

You think that it's all new
And its something to say
Maybe someone should tell
You've gone around it the wrong way

Oh no there's nothing wrong
Everything's all good
Forget what's been fought for
Glamour won't hide the truth
Just you forget the facts
It's more fun to tease
The only ones you influence
Are the naive
So once you're out the charts
How will your message fare
What happens in 2k
Let's face it you just don't care

It's a tabloid thing
I wouldn't understand
Don't know the make-up
Of a very different man
He wants his inches
Filled with your idle talk
He loves to stare
He loves to stare

(t-shirts, dresses, books, stickers) the bargain beauty
(seven inches, shoes, glitter) she loves the sales
(hairdye, chocolate, toys, pictures) shops for her friends
(make-up, paper, pens, knickers) shops for herself

When in doubt she will just get both
She's a shocking shopaholic
Lots of bags, happy all the time
She's a shocking shopaholic

(computer games, notebooks, bags) draws out a plan
(videos, hairclips, sweets, mags) three for a fiver
(guitars, jumpers, cds, socks) it is so pleasing
(keyrings, jackets, lps, hats) tension releasing

I've been a happy consumer since 1989
Tell me when the sales start
Yes i'm always on time
I've got a mind like elastic
But i'm first in line
You know i have to buy, i need consoling

Have i done something to upset you?
Was my dress a bit too see through?
Was it talking to that boy i knew?
Don't you like my brand new hairdo?

You tell me i deserve this
'cos i'm a slut
And i provoke you to do
These things to me

Why can't i wear makeup tonite?
Don't really think my t-shirts too tight
Going out, can't let me out your sight
Can i see my friends without a fight?

You tell me i deserve this
'cos i'm a slut
And i provoke you to do
These things to me

Always tell me i still need you
Always tell me you don't mean to
Always tell me i still need you
Always tell me you don't mean to

Tell me when i talk i am a flirt
I agree, i prefer the long skirt
How nice of you to let me not work
I'll do anything to make you not hurt

In the late 1990's into the twentieth century
The idols, the press darlings are the faceless djs
That's not to say that i'm not, a techno disco lover
I keep it under cover

Chorus:
(i just want some personality) give me action and drama
(who to look up to, who i'm supposed to be) give me '80's madonna
(i just want some personality) give me action and drama
(who to look up to, who i'm meant to be) give me club tropicana

I'm no pro-retro know-all, i want faces for the future
I'd like my idols human not programmed in computers
Pop music's not gonna die, it just has no direction
We need a plan of action

Chorus x2

I'll be getting fresh at the weekend
Throwing myself in at the deep end
Trying to keep up with the dj
He has no voice and no say

(i just want some personality) give me action and drama
(who to look up to, who i'm supposed to be) give me '80's madonna
(i just want some personality) give me action and drama
(who to look up to, who i'm meant to be) give me bananarama

Today, when everything's changed
I'm feeling quite strange
It's not in my head
And it just gets in my way
We've done nothing wrong
It's taken so long
Should've read more books
Instead of listening to songs
Is it meaningless, and excuse for stress?
A few key quotations always better than yes
I'd be enigmatic
Never talk automatic
Like the crowd from the art school
They're so important
We're all afraid of sale or return...

When the damage is done
This is sale or return
Then you're sale or return (this is dead stock and reduced to clear)
When there's nowhere to run (this is sale or return)
They you're sale or return (this is dead stock and it's in your kitchen
Still inside a plastic bag)

Been used as a trading tool
Last big thing uncool
We're tied to a timebomb
Everyone can see through
I've read lie after lie
I'll stick your pen in your eye
You don't speak for the people
Any more than i
I'd live on a plane, nothing to explain
No sugar-free diet, i'd rather mine was plain
I would never land
And be devalued by man
I'd breathe the air recycled
That's not my disease
We're all afraid of sale or return
The damage is done, you're sale or return

I'm stronger now, i've been through everything and i won't go down
Nothing is bigger than me, i feel empowered
I'm shouting louder now can you hear the sound
Just when you're not looking

Some things have changed?
They've not
You're looking back
I fought
I'm taller now
You're not
I've got you now
Good shot

I know there's nothing better
There's none more supertough
Yeah yeah i've got the power
But am i loud enough?

Chorus:
This is the last time that i'll say my name (say my name)
I made mistakes but i am not ashamed (not ashamed)
Now am i loud enough d'ya hear my name (hear my name)
I made mistakes but i am not ashamed (not ashamed)

I've come this far, feels like i'm driving in a bullet-proof car
I'm going somewhere fast and that's where you are
Tell you my name and tell you that this is war
Just when you're not looking

I'm screaming loud
Pierced head
Should break your bones
Instead
Say the same words
They're kept
You thought i'd gone
Not yet

I know there's nothing better
There's none more supertough
Yeah yeah i've got the power
But am i loud enough?

Am i loud enough?

You've got to make your own names and in your own way