Lyrics

Flattered by your wish to kill me I blush pixels on and out I blush at your request to kill me This thank-you note is for faking ill We're working in a coma for a cheque and a chance We're sleeping in a panic with the pixels and ads Oh, demands Dance or hang it up (We're sympathetic to chance) Dance or hang it up (We're sympathetic to chance) Dance or hang it up (We're sympathetic to chance) Dance or hang it up (Dance or hang it up) Working through a coma for some cheque and a chance Sleeping in a panic with some pixels and ads Harming every tissue for some ticker tape pants Everybody ruins, you can dance or hang it up Soften the tones, and I'll always make time Soften the tones, and I'll always make time Packing up on site, two thousand rooms And I'll always make time Travel in tombs, and I'll always make time Soften the tones, and I'll always make time (Dance or hang it up) Dance or hang it up (Hang it up) Dance or hang it up (Hang it up) Dance or hang it up (Hang it up, hang it up) Dance or hang, (Hang it up) dance or hang, (Hang it up) Dance or hang, (Hang it up) dance or hang, (Hang it up) Hang it up, hang it up, hang it up, hang it up Hang it up, hang it up, hang it up, hang it up Dance or hang it up