Confetti flies through a smoked filled room

Colours flash through my sunglass view

No one in that room could deny

It was like a sight for sore eyes

Then they played like Plastic Bertrand

Then they played, yeah they played

Then they played like Plastic Bertrand

Then they played, then they played

Check, check if the master's around

Feelin' down from time to time

Think about them good old times

When I 'm feeling down from time to time

I think about that disco light

Come on, tame the colours you wake up that

Rub off on you, and you too

Came here for Rendez-vous

Which you never showed up to

While standing here in cue

You said... (but) you but not you

But not you but not you

'Cause I'm breaking barriers

I'm kicking in your door

'Cause hey there what's it for

But nothing, nothing, nothing

Check, check if the master's around

Feelin' down from time to time

Think about them good old times

When I 'm feeling down from time to time

I think of that old disco light

Come on, tame the colours you wake up that

Rub off on you, and you too

Do you remember Dj Lunatic

Pushed you around with his politics

Spins that scratched record out of time

Gives you secret confetti lines

Pushed you into the smoky crowd