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Dance For Survival

I tend to think stranger in strobe light Something about this floor isn't right I keep seeing my woman waltz away With my arch-rival It's a great depression – If you must dance, dance for survival The show gets better the longer you look I finger my philosophy book And take a page from the age Of piano recitals It's a great depression And if you must dance, dance for survival Didn’t you know I could read your thoughts Respect the whip, I was always taught Speak softly and carry no stick Or be held liable It's a great depression and if you must dance, Dance for survival You push the rock like the tragic will Good blood has been shed on many a hill Give it a week, And even God will feel suicidal It's a great depression And if you must dance, Dance for survival Let's give this baby a little juice Massage the gears till the grease cuts loose Make it your own, should the engine Slip into idle It's a great depression and if you must dance, Dance for survival Get off my continent, you fraud And you dare call yourself a god! Keep talking this way and I swear, I'm gonna go tribal It's a great depression And if you must dance, Dance for survival Now I'm all settled to do my part – Altamira, with a place for my art From this point in time, I can perceive the onset of a cycle It's a great evolution And if you must dance, Dance for survival

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