Janelle Monae - Dance Apocalyptic lyrics

Dance apocalyptic Bands that make her dance apocalyptic now Bands that make her dance apocalyptic Bands that make her dance apocalyptic now Bands that make her dance apocalyptic You're going crazy The hitmen always spy you Do that dance Smoking in the girls' room Kissing friends It's over like a power book It's floating in the bathroom stall You're so freaked out Worried about the bomb threats You bought a house But I'm allergic to the house pets sponsored links Credit card They bought a new wife Poor shattered little lonely men But I really, really wanna thank you For dancing till the end You found a way to freak out You're not afraid to freak out But I need to know If the world says it's time to go Tell me, should you freak out? Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop But I need to know If the world says it's time to go Tell me, will you freak out? Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop You gotta live But there's zombie in the front yard Take a bath But nothing gets the funk off You're on tv Rocking in a rollercoaster 'Cause the digits love that rock and roll Sick and tired Of food tasting plastic You want to cry But you roll without a real b**h You're asking why The pain is always equal But the joy just never spreads around But I really, really wanna thank you For dancing till the end You found a way to freak out You're not afraid to freak out I need to know If the world says it's time to go Tell me, will you freak out? Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop But I need to know If the world says it's time to go Tell me, will you freak out? Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop You're going crazy The hitmen always spy you Do that dance Smoking in the girls' room Kissing friends Keep a rocking and a rolling 'Cause the digits love that rock and roll You're so freaked out Worried about the bomb threats You bought a house But I'm allergic to the house pets Credit cards, a broken down apartment Just to make enough to pay your rent But I really, really wanna thank you For dancing till the end You found a way to freak out You're not afraid to freak out But I need to know If the world says it's time to go Tell me, will you freak out? Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop But I need to know If the world says it's time to go Tell me, will you freak out? Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop Smash, smash, bang, bang Don't stop Look at you You're just like a little old earthquake Break it, break It You got to break it Ain't no order in this court room Smash, smash, bang, bang Y'all going to jail Don't stop What's the matter? Your chicken taste like pork? You have triplets instead of twins? Does your food taste plastic? Granddaddy, I think I wanna dance