Dance Fast a Little

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour

when the lights glow around, my soul
wants to come outside to love
turn your highlights on for me
learn to earn money, earn your diamonds

Let's shake that floor with odd positions
amaze the rich guys throughout the disco
DJ, let my music playing all night, struggle
as long as I kiss my former in the line
of the bathroom
It's half to midnight
our lives will start!

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
We're the owners of V.I.P. area
Drinks drive us freak and immaterial

Play with my stick, I won't let you down
I'll be your sexy, addicted bunny
Give me your guitar, I'll throw it to the crowd
you know I'll forget your number till Sunday

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour

You know we don't need to care
about tomorrow somewhere
But if you supose you need to
I don't give a fuck, and fuck you!
and fuck ya!

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
We're the owners of V.I.P. area
Drinks drive us freak and immaterial

Dance fast a little, bubble man
Dance fast a little, shuttle bus
Find out your little hero, I pretend
to show you what's real, at glamour

In the Moon

I love the state of my United States
I love the common way that, that it is
the glamour that makes it famous

The warmth of the parties we participate
the glory of our flag is built with faith
Hamburgers: weak meat for losers

Where can we go?
where can we go?
to put our feet into the moon

How can we fool
ourselves with unfair rules?
wanting to let our heads in the moon

in the moon...
in the moon...

I bless the dirty stars of Texas Highway
I adore the guitar humming our prayers
the glamour that deceives global cameras

"Join the navy", said Mister President
thinking we're still a silly young trench
I'm afire 'cause I won't accept these liars

Where can we go?
where can we go?
to put our feet into the moon

How can we fool
ourselves with unfair rules?
wanting to let our heads in the moon

in the moon...
in the moon...