I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a sh** dancer
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
Ich bin ein auslander and I don't care
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a sh** dancer
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
Ask cool people if they think they're cool
And they'll say "What me?, you're joking"
But like the popular kids at school
They're happy to make you feel like a bogan
We invent a social network tool
And offer channel to the multitude but
What do you reckon cool people will do
They use it to find a way to exclude
We have a primal urge to belong
And to shove someone whose shoes are brown
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
Look at these pants they're so last year
I'm a sh** dancer
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a sh** dancer
I'm a no chance, not with this hair
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a sh** dancer
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
These crusading??? kick in windows barred
With razor wire on the rabid patwa
As they fire up a fashion fatwa
They just conspire to keep you where you are
From the treehouse secret keeping
To St Peter and the gates of Heaven
To the big noter at you office meeting
Who uses acronyms as a weapon
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
Ich bin ein auslander and I don't care
I'm a, I'm a, I'm a sh** dancer
I'm a sh** dancer and I don't care
I asked to see makers
They asked Tyler the creator
By any definition a perfect fit
They're all playing chasey and no-one wants to be it
They dismissed me with disdain
Like some kind of tourist in Flinders Lane
It's such a dirty job that no-one wants to do it
Well I might as well put my hand up to it
I'm cool, Look at me I'm cool
No hair,
Double chin,
Jeans by Rivers,
Wasn't there at Arcade Fire's first gig
Don't drink absinthe
I'm cool
And now that I'm cool
I'm going to that bar that no-one has heard of
And that restaurant which doesn't take bookings
And that club which has no sign on the door
And that clothes store where everyone looks like Quentin Crisp
And all the other places where people don't talk to me and say
If you're not cool what are you doing here
And when they leave I'll be all by myself
Like Will Smith in I Am Legend
Man, by using such a gauche mainstream filmic reference
I just proved it, I'm cool
I am the ultimate in exclusivity
Review that Pitchfork