Total Blackout
Eclipse of the disco ball,
a full floor drank that rhythm on ice;
Total Blackout;
Will they get out, CAN they get out?
88 Keys to dance on,
awash with a psychedelic trance;
Unable to shout;
Will they, can they, ever get out?
Each pair of feet moving
faster than the sound of the DJ;
Oh that soft pout;
Now there’s positively no way out;
Backlit Solar sight,
a beat you feel but can’t react to;
Total Blackout.
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