Best Song Teentime Poems
Heard them preaching from their pews
As you glanced up at the clock
That there’s safety found in numbers
So you’re following the flock
Into clubs and bars and bedrooms
Gone by morning, leave no trace
Work the night shift nine to five
Got to keep up with the pace
Body swinging like a pocket watch
It’s amateur hypnosis
Every cheap trick in the book
For a positive prognosis
The dancefloor throws a pulse
Creeps up stems through marching feet
Propaganda screaming lose yourself
But don’t get in too deep
A creed of contradictions
Heard you chant it in your sleep
Feel your body lose momentum
Trade your soul to feel complete
Electric halflight, static darkness
Sticky glasses, sticky hands
The struggle for debauchery
That etiquette demands
Smoke and mirrors, dull reflection
Face is blurred, your skin is wet
No time for introspection
What you see is what you get
Less is more and more is less
I see London, I see France
Forced invitation, insincere declination
Thanks, but I’m just here to dance
A creed of contradictions
Heard you chant it in your sleep
Propaganda screaming lose yourself
But don’t get in too deep
Well tell me how it feels
Things you held sacred sold so cheap
Baby, time to grow a backbone
Lose the crawl and find your feet
Yeah so find yourself spine
Before you find you’re in too deep