Whoo! Alright - Yeah...Uh Huh.

Oh, the sun-drenched French girls won't relate

To a frozen glare from the Northern State

Dreamin' of fat happy babies

Kickin' ladies in the Metro now

And the mirrors won't sing back divine

Be it choppin your hair or choppin a line

But you laugh, crack up they

Laugh, crack up and smile

Whoo, alright, let's fall apart

And the clock starts here and now

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, ow

She said "Your allegory is far too blunt"

I said "This ain't no laboratory, you're the cunt"

She said "Emotional distance, it doesn't rhyme

Or resonate brilliance in it's time"

But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry?

I say the lineage runs Morrison, Patti Smith, then me

But maybe the reason we're so uninspired

Is 'cause the hour is late and the bodies are tired

Yeah, I think everybody here can agree

That a party ain't great 'cause the booze is free

Naw, free spirits ain't settin' no one's spirit free

Yeah, uh-huh, I'm falling apart

And the clock starts here and now

Tick, tick, tick, tick, ow

Wind it up now

People don't dance no more

They just stand there like this

They cross their arms and stare you down

And drink and moan and diss

People don't dance no more

They just stand there like this

They cross their arms and stare you down

And drink and moan and diss

People don't dance no more

They just stand there like this

They cross their arms and stare you down

And drink and moan and diss

People don't dance no more

They just stand there like this

They cross their arms and stare you down

And drink and moan and diss

Y'all ready, girls?

I used to think life's a bitter pill, but it's a grand old time