Heart of a Dancer

Lucifer, he came to me He said, "Take this bass guitar, kid, then you'll be free" It's true, it's true I then saw the gates of hell They were lined with golden amplifiers, I could tell It was cool, it was cool They were calling out my name but I could not be found I was falling through the flames in such a lovely sound Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Let me dance like a bug on a cinema screen! Shake my hand at the world and its pyramid schemes! I'm in love with the groove and the gravy love me! Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer! (Mom, I've got the heart of a dancer!) Mom, I've got the heart of a— Jesus then came up to me He said, "Boy, you're gonna lose yourself if you believe In blues, in blues" I showed him my crazy beats And the Son of God could not help but to stomp his feet It's true, it's true Well, I'm a freelancer of horrible dances But swift is my heart when I move Tell me they see me when I shake my booty And all of my teenage societal deviations! Let me dance like a bug on a cinema screen! Shake my hand at the world and its pyramid schemes! I'm in love with the groove and the gravy love me! Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer! (Mom, I've got the heart of a dancer!) Mom, I've got the heart of a— Lucifer and Jesus saw That the blues were not for Heaven or for Hell, but for all It's true I'd never been alive I was born to be a rocker and a rocker I'll die It's true Let me dance like a bug on a cinema screen! Shake my hand at the world and its pyramid schemes! I'm in love with the groove and the gravy love me! Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer! (Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer!) Mom, I've got the heart of a dancer! (Oh, mom, I've got the heart of a dancer!) Mom, I've got the heart of a—