Take me out tonight, away from the sprawl, away from the sprawl, away from the sprawl Oh the moon's hung low, that seedy glow She knows, she knows, she knows She knows, she knows This town's supposed to maim, it's not the same This town's supposed to maim, it's not the same I don't seem to dance much anymore My hips lost out to the one two three four four I don't seem to dance much anymore My hips lost out to the one two three four four You tell me you'll feel that way again, amphetamines prickling my spine Movement were flashlights, jutting in time And tell me you'll feel that good, again The playground, the swings, the powerlines seem to fuse with the sky And the halogen glow of morning blue light I was dialing numbers of deaf ears And chewing ink cartridges They burst in my mouth, they made such a mess You bad little girl, there's a whole world to see There's a whole world to see And you wake up, and you wake up No more Miss Golightly, no more please ask nicely No more TV dinners, no more win-win-winners No more Zodiac, no more nameless cats No more snakebite, would you like a friendly fight? No more South Park, no more broken hearts No more "Dear Deirdre, my boyfriend doesn't seem to like me He doesn't want to put it in me" No more math-rock, guitar as an extension of your co*k No more blonde haired girl, she turned into a blue bottle anyway No more cellar door, no more bedroom floor I don't seem to dance much anymore My hips lost out to the one two three four four I don't seem to dance much anymore My hips lost out to the one two three four four No more disco politics, no more gin and tonics No more policies, no more G&Ts No more disco politics, no more gin and tonics No more policies, no more G&Ts No more disco politics, no more gin and tonics No more policies, no more G&Ts